Luyện nghe bài hát Interdimensional Summit

Mired in
Lost in the master's
by the idea of time
Nurtured with and deceit

The silent seeker, the
beyond the veil
The silent seeker, the
Fleeing the dense womb of

To the eye
There are no
The you see
The less it makes
To the eye
are no coincidences
If you can not see
You can not truly

We are the sum of all the ages
Leaving a trail of burnt

Thrown darkness as stars
We travel as one

the dust settles on the tavern
Is when we're liberated from
our first and final breath
Realizing life is always death

Mired in
Lost in the game
Silenced by the of time

To the eye
There are no
The you see
The less it makes
To the eye
are no coincidences
If you can not see
You can not truly

The seeker, the seer
Travels the veil
The silent seeker, the
the dense womb of ignorance