Luyện nghe bài hát Solar Serpent

A photo on a wooden shelf
in your face unlike the memory of the little boy
From what you the good old days
The bitter taste of fall, the smell of wet concrete
And still you the cries at night, you try to analyze

The serpent shines
Reforms the shadows of the
And evermore the lasts
The serpent shines

You the contours of a union where only greed survives
Convicted by the mass you kept course with head held high
The victims at your feet, the mission proceed
There is a cause, you said, afraid to understand

The solar serpent
Reforms the of the past
Eternally the cross burn
The solar serpent

Alone again but yet not so sure
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