Luyện nghe bài hát Khronos

Origin of time / the of old flesh
Crumbles the earth / my and brain
Collapsing into measures / of nature's killing
Lights gone an empty house / should be of empty pain

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

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

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

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

Her feet and / the face of old flesh
Like an empty light / hiding the cold flesh
Snow is falling through / the living is
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