Luyện nghe bài hát Seeds Of The Desolate

Shifting shades
of seething abroad
in shallow graves
not of Earth
charades
of cascading walls
conscience craves
but we must not ...
At the first of light
We approached the once closed
A gaping hole to that
Where men should go no
Descending stairs of icy
Carved by man
We built these frigid cavern
Where limbonic lives crept

The seeds of the
Sown in the of ourselves
The seeds of the
Have we failed?
We into that swallowing void
life for death
Descending downward intent
Taking from our fellow man
I speak to fragile forms in mass
To men with intent
To solid forms of Earthen
Whose burden equals