Luyện nghe bài hát Khronos

Origin of time / the face of old
Crumbles the earth / my feet and
Collapsing into measures / of nature's liberty
Lights gone an house / should be filled of empty pain

In the light of a young
The cold dark night scary soon

A thorn in my soul your face fade
like an owl for salvation I pray

And flames / burning the night sky
you / who walk among the liking
Touch the overbearing / on the crushed

In the light of a moon
The dark night becomes scary soon
A in my soul your face fade away
Awake an owl for salvation I pray
He who in the embrace of not
Shall carry the thorns of souls
He who rules the of the pigs
With an oral smile shall on fools
Tough the overweening / on the crushed
Blind eyes of old light / shall rule
The of kings / devoured for six nights
The sky is empty / a golden snake the earth

Her feet and / the face of old flesh
Like an empty light house / hiding the cold
Snow is falling through / the living is
Then the memory / of old is upon
Rushes sordid / winged black images
Who shall / an empty sky
Same as the origin / of your
Origin of time / of time