Luyện nghe bài hát Khronos

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

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

A thorn in my soul your face away
like an owl for salvation I pray

And flames / burning the night sky
Until you / who among the liking
the overbearing / fall on the crushed

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

Her feet and / the face of old flesh
Like an empty light house / hiding the flesh
is falling through / the living is gone
Then the memory / of old fear is
Rushes through / winged black images
Who shall / an empty sky
Same as the origin / of face
Origin of time / origin of