Luyện nghe bài hát Beheaded

In the never circle where the powerless meet
Grows a struggle from the burden of defeat
In the face of every coward lies the blindest of
In the eyes a sharpened image of the damage they

You look at me to bear the burden of the past
Wasn't me behind the veil of a heartless
Where were you the day that cursed your name?
You were the distant voice of that never stood the shame

The of the mind will use fist
And the fist of the frail bring gun
The loudest of provoke bombs
And in the wrath he chase until it's done

Your history is dead, wrong
Dead, dead
Your philosophy is dead, dead
Dead, wrong

Your is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead
Your philosophy is dead, wrong
Dead, dead

Within the mind of modern culture there's an cog
It's the of humanity that never forgot
And in the midst of moving forward we have given the
The attack the sheep and bury the guilt inside

I won't forget the picture of the filth you were
Or disregard the the faded voices of the people we
But I never was triggers or disregarding your face
at me to give the reason for the pain you trace

The weak of the will use fist
And the fist of the will bring gun
The loudest of provoke bombs
And in the wrath he will chase it's done

history is dead, dead wrong
Dead, wrong
Your philosophy is dead, dead
Dead, dead

Your is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead
Your is dead, dead wrong
Dead, wrong

The scars the pain
Reflections will
The scars outlive the
Reflections remain

The scars outlive the
will remain
The scars outlive the
Your sickness remain

Dead, dead wrong, dead, wrong
Dead, dead wrong, dead, dead
Dead, wrong, dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong, dead, wrong