Luyện nghe bài hát Dying Freedom

As a withered hand grips tight fear
The caressing rains
The reaping of silence, evolve for us to see

by a lack of patience, it's untold
That's the secret has made us

Constructive powers flow
The last degree
at the surface, for all of us to hear

Gather round, the secrets that you
And the speech that makes flow
Blame desire, you'll revenge

Standing at the solemn
Where blessed are born
Happiness is wasted, blood and tears

Re-abuse infiltration. it's
Raping from other nations

The ritual fires
Rewarding
Shells of empty faces, crying to be

free, the spirits gather round
While the lays underground
the voices call again?