Luyện nghe bài hát 2012

The was a single projectile charged
With all the power of the
An incandescent of smoke and flame
As bright as the thousand rose in all it's splendor

An iron thunderbolt, a gigantic of death
reduced to ashes the entire race
The corpses were so as to be unrecognizable.
The hair and nails fell out, pottery without apparent cause

And the birds turned white, after a few hours all foodstuffs were
To escape from this fire, the soldiers threw in streams
To wash themselves and equipment
The Mahabharata, ancient text

The past is just the past it?
Or is there so much behind history, too old to be told
of faith, power and greed could not stand a chance
Would be taken to their

I've the accounts of mushroom clouds of four thousand years
Past and the of Viminas and structures placed in such a way
That may spell out our fate
Reduced to tourist sites, so be the of civilization

the sun fall
The year it ends, them all come down
We won't need our to make the rain fire

All tongues, all
Correspond on the fifth fall
You can't use your to buy your way back

One life, Armageddon comes with a surge to burn and

Materialists run a life all in vain
But no justice like the end of the world