Luyện nghe bài hát Spring Of Rage

In your every
With every breath
Even far away, your eyes are
Disputing my

In darkest hour
With the sun
Preying all
lips the downfall coloring my days

As if in a of rage
Your fury and beauty would

In your every movement lays a cruel
Even from a
Your of doom
Disquieting my

As if in a spring of
Your fury and would incarnate
As if in a spring of
Your fury and beauty would

my pain
Release my
Release my
Release my

Widowed in the pure
Clouded by the moon

As if in a of rage
Your fury and beauty incarnate
As if in a of rage, as if in a spring of rage