Luyện nghe bài hát The Ulitmate Reflection

Over a crystal
We formed the creatures
And made you
Spiteful warriors

Kill, they
And twisted into enigmatic
Engulfed by art
And a thousand bloody
For and hate

ten by ten
That the growing seed
the heart of light

I hold the holy in my
And all lifeforms

...DEATH...

into my darkest hour
Darkest spirit, with us
In moonlight dance, the waltz
I grant myself a of life

Your mountain seemed so high to
Where I held the light of another
the dreamworld cyclone
And rest more...