Luyện nghe bài hát Soil Of Tomorrow

Lifeless as itself.
Spiritless as itself
I have on the world
I turned on the matter of being

When humanity to become what humanity is,
Existence become the ever desert.
And all but the is the burden to bear,
What an stone / what a desolate truth.

The carrier of a sun
The sun of
Salt is the which have sealed the night
vaultes to be opened by sadness alone.

Painless as itself.
as the scar itself.
The world is not what around.
The world is not goes around.
All left is the grief,
Of an existence of the nightsky.

The of a blackened sun
The sun of
Sad is the constellation.
the vaults lay hidden.

And if I dream of shining.
I await call.
The calling for mortal
To fertilize the of tomorrow