Luyện nghe bài hát Age of Famine

There is no place in the kingdom
not with plague and famine
The bones of stripped of flesh litter our towns
The desert reclaims the
Corrupt winds of pestilence and
Sicken the air with piteous lamentations of

No living creature great or is safe from the starving and the desperate

of drought
Seven years without or annual flood
The black is in ruins, cursing the unfed masses
Reserves of grain
Cities with sand
hordes of the starving and emaciated
Scour the streets for what scraps can scavenge

insects and vermin fear to tread our cities
Starving humans like swarms of locusts
Eating carrion dogs, human excrement, animal dung

The poor are to commit unheard of atrocities
Noble women beg to become slaves and
Children are dashed against
are roasted on high ground

Those entombed are
Violating the dead
the pyramid concealed is defiled
Lawlessness unchecked, chaos
The land is of kingship

No for the old the young
The the malnourished
The sick who are left along to die
As the just and unjust descend into wickedness
And ravenously on each other
The age of is upon us