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

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

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