Luyện nghe bài hát .execute.

It that we have reached the edge
That zenith where stimuli and collide
years ago the man proclaimed
The age of the to be upon us
And even the man was destroying our heritage
And our intelligence

That era has become real
We labor for pleasure and the guilt of pressure
My generation go down as the architects
Of contemporary

Some have fought and
have allowed the strong to be butchered for a price
They themselves don't about and will never understand
I am beleaguered by the selfish face
Of a kind of man that is not

Distrust in
of opinion
Catastrophic boredom and a devotion
To that does not matter

Where is your now, people?
Where are your Gods and
Where is your shame and
You for no reason because you have no reason

What you ever fought for?
What have you ever bled
The face of the earth is scarred the walking dead
The age of the gross is a virus

is the future you have created
This is the world you set ablaze
All your lies are coming
All freedom is lost, all hope is