Luyện nghe bài hát Search Of Kalokagathy

Sometimes you to be dead -
a way to the outside.
Run in absolute dark
You your own hide.
No more in the veins,
You'll act fide.
The open in the Realm of Aeon
inside...

Solo: The Shunless

All of us
To be alive and to the Eagle's Beak.
But is in the web
And it determines each of our deeds.
You always can the decision
To open or to step back,
To sense your whole in seconds
Or in sweet limits till time will end.

I asked for the help of my people.
They looked at me and nothing back.
the Lord - He has no equal!
But the Heavens unmoved by my rack.

All of a
I was plunged mist.
The submits.
Gossamery
Did the Nought me.
I the choke.

You the Rubicon,
You reached the of Hades,
You stand on vale.
Your infatuation with own problems
Did it for yourself.
Compensalism at the expanse of the Race
cause for pride.
It's the of Slumbers. An Utopian place.
The last shelter of life.

I felt my roots, and flowers.
My perception of life was veiled.
The Natural bestowed on me a Power.
The itself showed me the Gate.

I will take of you, comfort and give insight,
Take vesture off, expose your naked to waind.
Your Sap will touch and shed away Relics.
There is no for mortal raiments.

Let my leaves up
The cool of Being and Life.
I was in enough.
eventide
Gave me Guide.
I let it ride...

Venal are fading in my mind.
and no one. I'm lone.
Kalokagathy's search wallowed in dirt.
It had perished I was born.

Solos: Encumbrance Of Guilt, New Shadowy Horizon

A flash of the
your mind.
You see the
Of the new world.
is not loss of sight,
But a new side
Do inside
And enjoy.