Luyện nghe bài hát Aletheia (the Painter And The Picture)

Another morning to awake
Arising from my to find a piece missing to a puzzle
Government religious fantasies
Is there any in everything in which we believe

up for far to long was a canvas who's painting was not yet done
It was a painting that was brought before my
I searched and it was the purest that I found
In this frayed of bent color

Clues left in distinct
A finger print among this very ground that we on
And there so many who tried
To cover up knowledge that was right before us
our very eyes

God is the artist of the we call life
So many shades, so tints
So many colors we have yet to see.

Look in the mirror and you see His masterpiece.
The is the picture that He creates
How long it take for you to see
The interpreter is the that he destroys

It has been
The more you look the that you discern
And we all know for those who see
It's our direction to

Take place
Stand your
Or will your
Still

What are we for
When we've been thrown upon earth

Shattered we come, but we will prevail to find

you bring some color to this world
Could you bring some to these eyes