Luyện nghe bài hát Spectral Gold

Shaken slumber
and severed
Blindly they
Faded twin, once

In wounded way
is born
To wander paths
In way beast is broken

Trailing red in bended
An offering to hands
That lift from graves too
The burning of life

His ghost in dust
Formless, dragging heels the dirt
Small
his passing through the house
Here, not
Watching his ghost

In the sun

He hovered, he
Not
tongue, cut
In the sun,

Air heavy,
Leaden voice

Oh, king
Lord of
Fear as

rule is null
You have crowned
Hollow
Hollow

Laying prostrate, bent and
Seeking succor the dust
Feast barren fields
decay

Body by ravaging lust
A barely beating heart, in its tract
Languish, muddied waters
A slow death, and common

Crippled soul borne
By Blight's End

To ceaseless light
And death
And into
be reborn

From waking
From first breath
I was
Ever ward

to which I clung
I was
In the quaking
Of your

and drowned
Thus
Son, brother,

For false warmth, weak
For what blinding light,
will we burn?

When the of our spirit
Is not our own
We nothing
We are

Begin rites of
Flames the initiate

Kneel before the blaze
Offer the crumbling
It as fiery ash
New stars in reborn

There is no
can be no more deal