Luyện nghe bài hát Stalkers of the Drift

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

See the cavalry
In their masks
All lined up to fowl the
Dead faces painted in the

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

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

The feral
the winds upon the ocean highway
Gliding on raw
Cheered by broken clapping