Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Seeds

You may tremble before hell's
You may as the heavens fall
And you may the hands of fate
You may the siren's call

And you may every golden shore
Or repent in the heathen
And you may dance in the of the war
You may sleep in the of eden

Betray your prophets, dead seeds buried
An of none will prey on the weak

And you may through the river run dry
You may strike down the with stone
And you may never again a lie
Confess every sin repent and

Or you may drink from the blood
As civilization collapses
You may rejoice in the of the flood
And into the face of apocalypse

Betray your prophets, dead seeds deep
An army of none prey on the weak

You will not
Or find that will describe
The of God and men
Until you why died

Betray your prophets, seeds buried deep
An of none will prey on the weak
Betray your prophets, dead buried deep
An of none will prey on the weak