Luyện nghe bài hát Mould In A Breed

(Chapter 1 - Propagation)
the dark earth...
Under the seas...
reign in ground below!
In a promised realm lies a
beings roam within...
The valley of...existence.
Their colonizing assault the sources...
The valley torn by the beasts!
The wilderness life potential from their vitality.
For aeons...the force has drained.
Misused selfishness of the resources!
thoughts?...wish an ultimate control.
They developed new energy.
occurs to be a malformation...
Among spreads...the winged gargoyles.
I KNOW POWER...one of said!
*" I TAS..."*
He for it's kind.
The unawaken of the race,
the winged ones...
Downward disastered fear...
The valley has marked with death, in it's existence.
The stench of steel, rusted the nature's life...
The domain's virtues loosing their colors, from fear...
Their fungus in the valley of purity...
By bruising the clouds above...deep the world!
Underneath!
A mass obscured by thousand shadows...
by the ruling winged masters...
They...who simultaneously themselves!
To raze everlasting underworld...
The essence of the wasted to immortal destruction...
The exploitation of the infinite of resources?
...Dying, but closing itself the gargoyles...
Sealing them...in their earth...
earthworld!
The claim of the valley...the Life.
DEATH! DEATH! DEATH! Dead.
stay like a being...
You'll suffer yourselves...
With your new energy!
decompose all power in reign...
Reversed on my soul...
bright plunged world of doom!
...Doom!
Gargoyles falling ones, flying for the clouds....
Above...below, smash retreat in their well of ills...
...Gargoyles lying small ones, on the ground...
Below...rise, the clouds, the valley feels...
* - { "Vest - tas " = "Quest", taken the Gargish language...} -
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