Luyện nghe bài hát Wasted Lands

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Tireless I my way
The still burned
To see the and dales
My still yearned for

Surrounded by
trees seemen to
Seize the

A plain of
winds of dust to enshroud
All

A doleful cowered
At the heart of this lands
his bowed a mere skull
the of dust in his hands

" I dwell beyond all
and here in my claw
shall grow your seed
the flaw "

On the ground of his I
saw a child drowned in
In the deep he beheld the play
Of who can fly while
fear turned hate

Woe betide him and his tainted
Seeds of despair won`t grow with of dust
So I left this man and his vale of woe
To my own path of dole