Luyện nghe bài hát Search Of Kalokagathy

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

Solo: The Stand

All of us
To be and to pass the Eagle's Beak.
But is in the web
And only it determines of our deeds.
You can make the decision
To open window or to back,
To sense your whole life in
Or decay in sweet limits till will end.

I asked for the of my intimate people.
They at me and said nothing back.
Besought the - He has no equal!
But the Heavens remained 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 your own problems
Did it for yourself.
Compensalism at the expanse of the Human
Isn't for pride.
the Realm of Slumbers. An Utopian place.
The last of your life.

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

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

Let my soak up
The cool of both and Life.
I was in enough.
That
me able Guide.
I let it ride...

Venal religions are 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 of the light
your mind.
You see the
Of the new world.
is not loss of sight,
But a new other
Do step
And enjoy.