Luyện nghe bài hát Every Hour Wounds

Walking on the gallows ground, rope tightly the neck
Raven-bird on each waiting for the pick
for the shadows, ideal that does not exist
On the road leading to nowhere

Let the sounds and light wash
the darkest corners of melancholy
Blow burning into your soul
Reveal the thruth the lines

In this world hour wounds
Every second draws
Every moment pain
If you so

In world every hour kills
Every minute seeps
There is nothing but
If you so

Walking on the ground,
Rope around the neck
of vultures circling above,
Waiting for the
through the blackest sky
For the brightest
for the guidance
From the night never dawns

Guided by promises
Charmed by hollow
No truth or answers could be
but years numbered in me

Gods are great, but the heart, the is greater
From our wounds they're born, our sadness they grow
Gods are strong, but the mind, the mind is
In our scars they dwell, but in our hearts burn