Luyện nghe bài hát Khronos

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

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

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

And shining / burning the night sky
Until you / who walk among the
Touch the overbearing / fall on the

In the light of a moon
The cold dark becomes scary soon
A thorn in my soul your face away
Awake like an owl for salvation I
He who sleeps in the of not
Shall carry the thorns of souls
He who rules the of the pigs
With an smile shall pray on fools
the overweening / fall on the crushed
Blind eyes of old light / pigs rule
The flesh of / devoured for six nights
The sky is empty / a golden snake the earth

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