Luyện nghe bài hát Mould In A Breed

(Chapter 1 - Propagation)
Beneath the earth...
Under the seas...
reign in ground below!
In a realm lies a race?
Gargoyle roam within...
The fertile of...existence.
Their colonizing approach the sources...
The valley by the masterful beasts!
The life potential retrieved from their vitality.
For aeons...the force has drained.
selfishness of the center's resources!
Mightiest thoughts?...wish an control.
They this new energy.
That to be a malformation...
Among them spreads...the gargoyles.
I POWER...one of them said!
*" I TAS..."*
He speaks for kind.
The part of the race,
Followed the ones...
Downward disastered fear...
The valley has been marked with death, in existence.
The foul of steel, rusted the nature's life...
The domain's loosing their colors, fading from fear...
Their fungus sets in the of purity...
By bruising the clouds above...deep the world!
Underneath!
A hopeless mass by thousand shadows...
by the ruling winged masters...
They...who banish themselves!
To their everlasting underworld...
The of the existence 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.
You'll like a being...
You'll among yourselves...
With new replenished energy!
decompose all power in reign...
Reversed on my soul...
Your plunged world of doom!
...Doom!
Gargoyles falling ones, flying for the clouds....
Above...below, retreat deep in their well of ills...
...Gargoyles lying small ones, on the ground...
Below...rise, above the clouds, the feels...
* - { "Vest - tas " = "Quest", taken from the language...} -
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