Luyện nghe bài hát Pilgrimage

These are burning down
Every death is an end in the
- no

These - just ripples
In the widths of space
- slipping

This march never end
Every is a death deep within
- within

It is a WAR over and years
It is a WAR...

Passion in every
Every is a part of the circle
- no

Counting your mirthfull
Every year is a round the wheel
- on and on

And when there is nothing left to these worlds
I be right at your side
I will be in time
In time...

on...

Travel -
Together we drown
In the of your transciency (You will see...)