Luyện nghe bài hát Prelude To Repulsion

Pressure on the inner of my brain grows heavier. I must =
alleviate the I feel, for soon many will die as they come =
before me with attempts. The search for divine power =
beckons me and the way to achieve is to destroy. Victims of a =
torn society lay in waste, as I pick the bloody carcasses. =
Dead bodies seem to fall before me. =
Saving the most edible morsels, the ones scatter. With bloody =
weapon in hand, I tear through the limbs. of anguish filter =
through the land, echoing in the valley. Many tried to come =
before me with effortless attempts. I sift my way the fields =
of dead bodies, stopping to take a or two.
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The fields run deep and far, for I have m
any and I =
travel far to my destination.
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My final resting place, where I be reborn. For now, the air is =
still, smell of bodies is ever so prevalent. I am the last and =
here I shall remain. The pain I have once felt is lifted my =
being. Villages of waste, a race witch does not deserve to =
live. I reek havoc amongst the children from a present no =
future,
For I am the strong and those who me lay in waste. The days of =
travel are and the stench of how many I have killed lingers on.
I am and need rest, but the forces pulls me to my =
destination. =