Luyện nghe bài hát Altars Of Doom

Shadows of our
Thorny streets
A train of drunk
Digging their own

The full of tongues
Of politicians
Altar of
Of the
The towns of grey faces
the ropes
Which keep
In suspense
Every day
With for light
disperse
As there the night
The last
Of the world
Locked in the of empty skulls
The small, the weak, the
for the Messiah
Go away his feet
Altar of
Of the
impressed
In
And ashes mixed with