Luyện nghe bài hát Mould In A Breed

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