Luyện nghe bài hát Scientifiction: I. A Clot Of Tragedy - II. A Swarm Of Dedication

I. A Clot of
this underground, bring this to its knees.
Marching in slumber, swelling of mystery
we have the to breate and to feed from the
of deciet.
Mutual fear will bring us peace as the builds its nest.

II. A of Dedication
I'm haunted by the of human limitation
sending you letters like I'm you to,
in relation to you astray.
What like a lifetime spent riding on the wings of the backwards
devils. It was as if I had fled from a lion, only to a bear.
Cut off when I saw the unseen. me to my home,
covered with and ashes.
and insignificansce.
Oh, the teeth of a bear, those fangs,
a lash and spur onto dedication.
I will not be moved or shaken. I not be mislead.
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