Luyện nghe bài hát The Freedom Fall

After all my
to rid the away
Since by science
to address God
By doing the deed
and the bitter spice
Knowing the
of a and a hell

We are
or circulating
Static in His shivers

The is but a scattered piece
In a all too scenery

No one matters
than one another
Chaos on
for eternities to
Mankind is but a mischief
of the show
Nothing greater, smaller,
but all things

We are
Spiral or
Static in His cold

The will is but a scattered
In a all too great

The will is but a scattered
In a all too great