Luyện nghe bài hát Wayward Verities

For was the night
And full of
Dawns in light
Spring of change
blood of reform
Throats finding
Red taste of
once was no choice

Reign
Reign

It is the new
to be the last
Call no man
Until he falls for belief
More pure virgin's grief

Harness the
overwhelmed
Rotten are the
On tree of realm

of unrest
We flay this elm
On he dances
Tyrant

Reign
Reign

It is the new
Truth to be the
no man free
Until he falls for belief
More pure virgin's grief

Quiescent mind reason

Attire me on licit mask
My throne of and funeral wax

It is the new
Truth to be the
Call no man
Until he falls for higher
More pure virgin's grief