Luyện nghe bài hát Locust Swarm

There's a from the barren soil,
ecology.
Cycles in turmoil.
Tomorrow's die
by an golden deity.
Udders, one by one dry.

Another conscience to the funeral feast.
Another thrown to the beast.
Hearken to the tolling
of a out world's last yell.

Who is the of the coming storm?
Who is the last victim that we shall now
Who is the demon there in form
that's kneeling down in worship to the
for the locust

There's a smell to the mound,
a taste of mortality.
gone unsound.
The to our grave,
necessities.
Human now enslaved.

Who is the of the paradise?
Who is the tongue that now joins the requiem
for the swarm?