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

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

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

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

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

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

It has confirmed
The more you look the more you discern
And we all for those who can't see
It's our direction to

Take your
Stand ground
Or will your
resound

What are we for
When been thrown upon this earth

Shattered we come, but we will prevail to find

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