Luyện nghe bài hát Seeds Of The Desolate

Shifting shades
of thoughts abroad
Amuck in shallow
not of solid
Silhouette
of cascading walls
Confusing conscience
but we must not ...
At the first sign of
We the once closed door
A hole to that beyond
men should go no more
Descending stairs of icy
Carved by man
We built these frigid halls
Where lives have crept

The of the desolate
Sown in the of ourselves
The of the desolate
Have we forever
We stepped into swallowing void
Exchanging for death
Descending ever intent
life from our fellow man
I speak to forms in moving mass
To men with intent
To solid of Earthen mind
Whose burden mine