Luyện nghe bài hát Mould In A Breed

(Chapter 1 - Propagation)
Beneath the earth...
the black seas...
Underworld in ground below!
In a realm lies a race?
beings roam within...
The valley of...existence.
Their colonizing approach the sources...
The valley by the masterful beasts!
The wilderness life retrieved from their vitality.
For aeons...the has been drained.
Misused selfishness of the resources!
Mightiest thoughts?...wish an control.
They developed new energy.
That to be a malformation...
Among them spreads...the gargoyles.
I KNOW POWER...one of said!
*" I TAS..."*
He speaks for kind.
The unawaken of the race,
Followed the ones...
Downward disastered fear...
The valley has been with death, in it's existence.
The foul stench of steel, rusted the life...
The domain's virtues their colors, fading from fear...
fungus sets in the valley of purity...
By bruising the clouds above...deep the world!
Underneath!
A hopeless obscured by thousand shadows...
by the ruling winged masters...
They...who simultaneously themselves!
To raze their underworld...
The essence of the existence wasted to destruction...
The of the infinite well of resources?
...Dying, but itself upon the gargoyles...
Sealing them...in proper earth...
earthworld!
The claim of the valley...the Life.
DEATH! DEATH! DEATH! Dead.
stay like a being...
You'll among yourselves...
your new replenished energy!
You'll all power in reign...
Reversed on my soul...
Your bright world of doom!
...Doom!
Gargoyles falling winged ones, for the clouds....
Above...below, retreat deep in their well of ills...
...Gargoyles lying ones, dying on the ground...
Below...rise, above the clouds, the feels...
* - { "Vest - tas " = "Quest", taken from the language...} -
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