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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Take your
Stand ground
Or will your
Still

are we living for
When we've been thrown upon this

Shattered we come, but we prevail to find Alethia

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