Luyện nghe bài hát Khronos

Origin of time / the face of old
the earth / my feet and brain
Collapsing into / of nature's killing liberty
Lights an empty house / should be filled of empty pain

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

A thorn in my soul your face fade
Awake like an owl for I pray

And shining flames / the night sky
you / who walk among the liking
Touch the overbearing / on the crushed

In the light of a young
The dark night becomes scary soon
A thorn in my your face fade away
Awake like an owl for I pray
He who in the embrace of not
carry the thorns of carrion souls
He who rules the of the pigs
With an oral shall pray on fools
the overweening / fall on the crushed
Blind eyes of old / pigs shall rule
The of kings / devoured for six nights
The sky is / a golden snake crumbles the earth

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