Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Seeds

You may tremble hell's gates
You may as the heavens fall
And you may shake the hands of
You may heed the siren's

And you may reach golden shore
Or just in the heathen
And you may in the sands of the war
You may sleep in the cradle of

Betray your prophets, seeds buried deep
An army of will prey on the weak

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

Or you may drink from the blood
As your collapses
You may in the cleanse of the flood
And stare into the face of

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

You not comprehend
Or find words that describe
The of God and men
Until you why someone

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