Luyện nghe bài hát Epitaph, Including 'march For No Reason' And 'tomorrow And Tomor

The wall on which the prophets
Is at the seams.
Upon the if death
The sunlight gleams.
When man is torn apart
nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel
As silence the screams.

Between the gates of fate,
The of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of
Who know and who are
Knowledge is a friend
no one sets the rules.
The fate of all I see
Is in the of fools.

will be my epitaph.
As I a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit
and laugh.
But I fear I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow be crying.