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
Gargoyle beings within...
The fertile of...existence.
colonizing approach assault the sources...
The valley torn by the beasts!
The wilderness life potential retrieved their vitality.
For aeons...the force has drained.
Misused selfishness of the resources!
thoughts?...wish an ultimate control.
They this new energy.
occurs to be a malformation...
Among spreads...the winged gargoyles.
I POWER...one of them said!
*" I TAS..."*
He for it's kind.
The unawaken of the race,
Followed the ones...
Downward their fear...
The valley has been marked with death, in existence.
The foul stench of steel, the nature's life...
The domain's virtues loosing their colors, from fear...
Their fungus sets in the of purity...
By bruising the clouds above...deep the world!
Underneath!
A hopeless 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 well of resources?
...Dying, but closing upon the gargoyles...
Sealing them...in proper earth...
earthworld!
The of the valley...the claim? Life.
DEATH! DEATH! DEATH! Dead.
You'll like a being...
You'll among yourselves...
With new replenished energy!
You'll all power in reign...
effect on my soul...
Your plunged world of doom!
...Doom!
Gargoyles falling winged ones, for the clouds....
Above...below, smash deep in their well of ills...
...Gargoyles lying small ones, on the ground...
Below...rise, the clouds, the valley feels...
* - { "Vest - tas " = "Quest", taken from the language...} -
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