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

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

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