Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of The Meek

Best be prepared to meet maker
Best be prepared to your god
Justified nightmare
Crucified of pride, robbed

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

Cauterize to stop the blood
these tortures just begun
Eternal seconds on repeating
retinas, a black collapsed lung

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

All your
Won't the wasted years
Of isolation in due
I will your kind
my starvation

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

We are the
And we the sign
Their are useless
Our our mind

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

You be imprisoned
No, you be ashamed
You won't be stripped of your
Or your name

No inner demons
No more bitter
No more of the blood walls
Of your ancestral

Comatose, eyes grow vacant
A paralyzing fear builds
Stripped of pathetic icons
Robbed of your heroic

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

No escape, too late
The hammer crashes
Do or die

In due time I ingest mankind
Quench my