Luyện nghe bài hát Easter

Three in darkness far below
Death from an age ago
The promise that we waited for so long
Has away

All hope is lost, upon that cross
A bloodstained
It seems redemption's has died

Visions and the prophecies all washed away in
Groanings of creation as it out in pain
Sacrosanct the of what is and what will be
All foretold was supposed to end so differently

All mourns in unison
Creation its requiem
Branded with the of sin and shame
A laid down, a cursed name
A crown forsaken, burden,
Another cycle the same
Is the end of Promise
Dying all

morning's Son will rise
Radiance warming eyes
The Son of Man shall be raised up on the day
The grave

Run and see the stone has rolled away the way
trembling in terror at the grave
(Is this an empty promise, that been waiting for?
Because I'm so afraid to get my up anymore
Is this a cruel illusion? Or could it be
The miracle of miracles unfolding in front or me?)
Blinding angel, white as
earthquakes, do not fear
why the living among the dead?
Behold, He is not

Glory! Glory! is alive
And lifted up, before eyes
Waking all the world, open to paradise
Now done, life has come
Death has
glory, what an ending to the story
My Son, arise!

Early misty
before the dawn
An empty tomb, a body gone
have done their bidding
Before the of day
They've Him and taken Him away

"Let Me break
The secrets you've held in heart
now

Words you hid
A to rise after the third day
Me
Do you remember?"

All the we'd hoped for
And for so long
The of deliverance is gone
Faded like a snuffed out to kill the light
The morning runs away into the

"Let Me break
The secrets you've held in heart
now

Words you hid
My promise to rise the third day
Me
Do you remember?"

Glory! Glory! is alive
And lifted up, your eyes
Waking all the world, gates to paradise
Now done, life has come
Death has

Glory! Glory! Hope is
And lifted up, berore your
Waking all the world, open gates to
Now it's done, has come
has died

(Earth awaken, all open up your eyes again
Alive again, for Christ hath torn the of darkness away)

Easter glory, what an to the story
My Son, arise!