Luyện nghe bài hát 2012

The weapon was a projectile charged
With all the of the universe
An column of smoke and flame
As as the thousand suns rose in all it's splendor

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

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

The past is the past isn't it?
Or is there so much more behind history, too old to be
Blocks of faith, power and greed could not stand a
Would be taken to knees

I've read the accounts of mushroom clouds of thousand years
Past and the flight of Viminas and structures in such a way
That just may out our fate
to tourist sites, so be the maps of civilization

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

All tongues, all
Correspond on the fifth sun's
You can't use your greed to buy your way

One life, Armageddon comes with a surge to and purge

run with a life all in vain
But there's no like the end of the world