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

Another frigid to awake
Arising from my slumber to a piece missing to a puzzle
Government conspiracy fantasies
Is there any fact in everything in which we

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

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

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

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

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

Take your
Stand your
Or will lies
resound

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

Shattered we come, but we prevail to find Alethia

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