Luyện nghe bài hát Echoes

echoes of
a whispered disease that left us on too weak to stand
upon this empire nature's purity
the sword of science, keep the truth concealed
we are the ten year reich - with us let it end
to the sands of time lent destruction a hand
let ways amend
for the path has chosen, the damage is done
but our culture continues its

sip poisoned wine the chalice of one culture's way
down the of progress we've paved
crosses erect where death won the day
and we our mortal souls to save

when one does not see one does not see
one not even see one is blind

do we choose to close our
or is it the veil is so
by the of our humanity
that we're helpless of new ways?

a hush lulls us to sleep
our hope lies shattered like broken
march hollow dreams
take me back to an past,
and our minds wrecked by time

listen, can you hear
such comfort knowing they are there
looking over our move,
and guiding us in the right
them what would we be
but lost souls trapped in an jungle?
what we be
but a undeserving of our proper place?
this civilization
our way of thinking, our way of life,
what we be?
what of lives would we be living?
what would we do and would our paths take us
without the whispered of angels...

death to the of the ancients
five hundred generations - now it seems we are lost
priests cloaked in dominion's robes
cut up, control, shape this in a better way
you've staked your claim so in the flames...

...while we fight to our names.
on the of this world going down
what are we fighting for? whose world are you fighting
if ours is the voice that knows silence
to whom should we turn for recourse?