Luyện nghe bài hát A Problem Yet To Be Solved

God man in his own image
But ever the fall of man
Man is but a sinner who do penance
That is God's servants say

A true was hit by misfortune
Although he had a sinless life
Can be the will of an almighty god?
Clouded skies are his state of mind

rages above him in the dead of night
But also in his heart, his strength and will failed him
And he's beginning to
Those even features of a higher might

Inside he feels
Might reflect a void in heaven and the of God
of content is the word of God
Serves no purpose in conformity his life

As all prosperity has washed away
And no support is to be for
From the good

He feels and alone
As there's no one to answer his
No angels, no divine
Would save him should he

All hope is lost but now, he not believe
Or live in the lie that used to be his
If the of life, to honor and live for God
Proves to be a lie, what's there to live

I deny there ever was a god
Or a meaning of other than reproduction
The rest is up to each and of us
To seek or

Scourge of the
Can there be a god if this is a failure?
The problem is old but yet to be
So, if ever was a god
He's either dead, powerless or a
Only to know for sure
He's of our worship