Luyện nghe bài hát Enemy of the Sun

Torn of land's disgrace
Too hungry to a future
The sun bathes my wounds with a of rage
rays dyed with the blood of our disrespect

Suffering for the long forgotten
The of bloodletting echoes on the wind
The of drought for a faith destroyed
We starve pride and glass in our throats

Harvest return
who drive away the sun

The masks lay fallen, sheltered in the
Tearing our flesh amongst
See how run as we laugh
In lunar horizons there is

Harvest return
my soul to the sun