Luyện nghe bài hát Mystical End

On the of the desert
A murmured cry was
From the echoes of a wind
of a word

The word of the begotten
Is seldom taught
To natives of the
tribes of old have sought

Way up in the sky the sun is Burning
All the natives screaming, Screaming to be
The teachings of a wasted and a darker death
The burning sun is turning falling from the sky

As the fades away
And the sun black
The darkest fall the sky
Prepared for their
In the dawning
The and destruction begins
Inside the minds
It it never ends
At the sun turns back
And the battle
in grave danger
Except for of the dead
For the one who shall us
Is the one...

On the day of the night were always well
But on the of the light all night things fell
Thrown into the pit you hear the natives
The legend on in the Sun God's eye