Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of The Meek

Best be to meet your maker
be prepared to face your god
Justified unholy
Crucified of pride, you're

No escape, it's too
The hammer down
Do or die

to stop the blood flow
Still these just begun
Eternal seconds keep on
Charred retinas, a black collapsed

No escape, too late
The crashes down
Do or die

All fears
Won't match the wasted
Of isolation in due
I ingest your kind
my starvation

All and accounted for
Hush, do not
For tonight I a glass
To the of the meek

We are the
And we the sign
weapons are useless
Our weapons our

No you can't
How you inspire
set to be free
Our desire

You be imprisoned
No, you won't be
You won't be stripped of language
Or your family

No more inner
No more bitter
No more of the blood stained
Of your pride

Comatose, your eyes grow
A fear that builds
Stripped of your icons
of your heroic will

Artifact, your way of
Your bones hang up my wall
fallen empire
The self-righteous one of all

No escape, too late
The crashes down
Do or die

In due I will ingest mankind
my starvation