Luyện nghe bài hát Irreverent Elegy

My is made of emotions,
passions and horrors, 'cause you truly
live you can even fall into pain
My bed is of small fresh leaves,
moving slowly a requiem
My temple is made of dark trees,
coming loose along a oval path
My chant is a and irreverent elegy,
composed in honour of those who have no and fear
Hordes of maleficent and sins come back upon me.
I ever let my mind wander over the sad effect
this filthy disease causes to my and to my heart?
I believe the persistence of the line of hope is worth this effort
I its benefice can reach the intensity
of full and delight
Nothing is true, all is
In dramatic situation there is
a subtended element of absurdity and
Every dogma something unhealthy and corrosive
Our identities change day with our memories
We are not always we really are, 'cause we reinvent ourselves
We change our skin and
And we lie innocence, trusting our memory.