Luyện nghe bài hát Fallen From Grace

The wind of transformed the plains into the desert
And on the lower levels scream delight
Places of worship have ceased to serve the
The age of reason a ride into the night
Where there idols there is idleness
Unholy churches light their fires upon the
sealed the pact with blood and honour
The machine spits and lurches into war

We fallen, it leaves such an embittered taste
Erectus is now crawling, we fallen from grace

There is a black tree in the
Older time itself and riddled with disease
It feeds on clotted blood and rotting
The hunger we all seem too to appease
When all you lose their heads into the block
When e'en the bend their knees before the flock
They seek salvation in the of madmen's eyes
Knee deep in blood and they look toward the skies

They sought the means by which to the gods
Burnt the books, created death on the way
A new from the ashes of the old
A social order one of masters and
They dreamt of everyman, we merely regressed
Into the animal that perceive the will
Look at the embryo, so twisted and
is your superman, the legacy to kill

We have fallen, the losers in the race
Erectus is now crawling, we fallen from grace