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 / should be filled of empty pain

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

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

And flames / burning the night sky
Until you / who walk the liking
Touch the overbearing / on the crushed

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

Her and brain / the face of old flesh
Like an empty light house / the cold flesh
is falling through / the living is gone
Then the memory / of old is upon
Rushes sordid through / black images
Who shall / an empty sky
Same as the / of your face
Origin of / origin of time