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 religious fantasies
Is there any fact in in which we believe

Covered up for far to long was a canvas painting was not yet done
It was a painting was brought before my eyes
I searched and it was the purest thing I found
In this frayed world of color

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

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

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

It has confirmed
The more you look the more you discern
And we all know for those who see
our direction to reveal

Take place
Stand ground
Or will your
resound

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

Shattered we come, but we will prevail to Alethia

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