Luyện nghe bài hát Stalkers of the Drift

Feral
Stalkers of the
You float inside the waves
Like sleepwalkers on the ocean

See the cavalry
In their masks
All lined up to the beaches
Dead faces in the sands

They mimic
in the wastelands
Empty figures on the of the dunes
The desert sculptures paying homage to the

With broken limbs they
The snakes and their owners
On out in the iron rain
The sun as the caves drink the rivers

The feral
Chasing the winds the ocean highway
on raw silk
Cheered by broken hands