Luyện nghe bài hát Enemy of the Sun

Torn of land's disgrace
Too hungry to contain a
The sun my wounds with a veil of rage
It's rays with the blood of our disrespect

Suffering for the wisdom long
The sound of echoes on the wind
The suicide of for a faith destroyed
We starve with pride and in our throats

their return
Those who away the sun

The masks lay fallen, in the dust
our flesh amongst wolves
See how they run as we
In lunar there is understanding

Harvest return
Carry my to the sun