Luyện nghe bài hát Wasted Lands

[Music & by Suidakra]

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

by bleakness
Osseous seemen to
the silence

A of ruins
winds of tried to enshroud
All

A doleful cowered
At the heart of this wasted
his bowed head a mere
the yield of dust in his

" I dwell all fear
and in my liefeless claw
shall grow your given
the everlasting "

On the ground of his I
saw a child drowned in
In the he beheld the airy play
Of those who can fly
fear turned into

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