Luyện nghe bài hát Khronos

Origin of / the face of old flesh
Crumbles the / my feet and brain
Collapsing measures / of nature's killing liberty
Lights gone an empty house / should be filled of pain

In the of a young moon
The cold dark night becomes soon

A thorn in my soul face fade away
Awake like an owl for salvation I

And flames / burning the night sky
you / who walk among the liking
Touch the / fall on the crushed

In the of a young moon
The cold dark night becomes soon
A thorn in my soul face fade away
Awake like an owl for I pray
He who in the embrace of not
Shall the thorns of carrion souls
He who rules the flesh of the
With an oral shall pray on fools
Tough the overweening / on the crushed
Blind of old light / pigs shall rule
The flesh of / devoured for six nights
The sky is empty / a snake crumbles the earth

Her feet and brain / the of old flesh
Like an empty light house / hiding the flesh
Snow is through / the living is gone
the memory / of old fear is upon
Rushes sordid through / winged black
Who build / an empty sky
Same as the / of your face
Origin of time / origin of