Luyện nghe bài hát Proxima Centauri

[Music: Aphazel - GroM]

by shores we tread our way
no of what's beyond
a lurking threat to man
an ancient of prey

through time and we travel on
our curious grow
an dark and frightening place
where no man dare to go

ave aquevale for the neptune towers

we doors unprepared
to face the far beyond
as speaks of dust
we boldly on and on

our souls will burn flames so high
and we will be
for we are strangers
in this of misery

cruched and butchered and slayed
our souls forever
and severed, tortured and maimed
with no to be free

anghuishly crying no able of
a no one can tell
forever standed and
our will burn in hell

liberate meex infernis

we hear our cries we our lies
the is due

and fear that which is near
and face the world's demise

so far yet close this hidden
a scythe souls
a unportrayable death
swallow all mankind

we have not seen the face of
and is just a word
the truth is far much worse and
our too absurd

the verge of no return
now breached restraint

how many must our souls cry
we finally learn
we face what is out of reach
until we crash and

a warning's us
remain on our home
for furious centauri
will shred mortal coil

this coil

shred this