Luyện nghe bài hát Prelude To Repulsion

Pressure on the inner walls of my brain heavier. I must =
the pain I feel, for soon many will die as they come =
before me effortless attempts. The search for divine power =
me and the only way to achieve is to destroy. Victims of a =
torn society lay in waste, as I pick the bloody carcasses. =
Dead just seem to fall before me. =
Saving the edible morsels, the weak ones scatter. With bloody =
weapon in hand, I tear the limbs. Cries of anguish filter =
through the land, echoing in the valley. Many have tried to =
before me with attempts. I sift my way through the fields =
of dead bodies, stopping to take a or two.
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The fields run and far, for I have killed 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 dead bodies is so prevalent. I am the last and =
here I shall remain. The pain I have once felt is from my =
being. Villages of waste, a race witch does not deserve to =
live. I reek amongst the children from a present with no =
future,
For I am the and those who defy me lay in waste. The days of =
travel are long and the stench of how many I killed lingers on.
I am tired and need rest, but the forces me to my =
destination. =