Luyện nghe bài hát Dying Freedom

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

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

Constructive powers desire
The intense degree
at the surface, for all of us to hear

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

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

Re-abuse infiltration. untold
Raping life from other

The ritual fires
enemies
Shells of faces, crying to be free

Dying free, the gather round
While the soul underground
Will the call again?