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 forces in the veins,
You'll act fide.
The open Gate in the of Aeon
inside...

Solo: The Stand

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

I for the help of my intimate 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 into mist.
The submits.
Gossamery
Did the Nought me.
I the choke.

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

I my roots, leafage and flowers.
My of life was very veiled.
The Natural Force 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.
is no need for mortal raiments.

Let my soak up
The cool of both 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 in this dirt.
It had erenow I was born.

Solos: Drear Encumbrance Of Guilt, New Shadowy

A flash of the
Disturbing mind.
You see the
Of the new world.
This is not of sight,
But a new other
Do inside
And enjoy.