Luyện nghe bài hát Through the Collapse: Watchers Restrained

We our towers in sand
and now they around us,
as we into the cracks.
Nothing remain as it once was.

Hold on to falling pillars and resurrect a passion,
silence sleeps to the beat of fists.
Bury head in the sand, and throw you heart to the sea
for your have no place to grow their bones.

Birds are as their necks grow thin,
trees no stand.
And like the soil, we too are of grain.
the death of young, it is finality.

Assemble the at the cliffs,
and we shall cast to the seas.
strips the skin from our bones.
We fall the cracks of the earth..

Silence. Desolation.
Silence. Desolation.