Luyện nghe bài hát Fallen From Grace

The wind of transformed the plains into the desert
And on the lower demons scream delight
Places of worship ceased to serve the purpose
The age of reason took a ride into the
Where there were idols there is
churches light their fires upon the moor
They sealed the with blood and honour
The machine spits and lurches into war

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

There is a black tree in the
than time itself and riddled with disease
It on clotted blood and rotting flesh
The hunger we all seem too willing to
When all before you lose their heads into the
When e'en the proudest bend their before the flock
They salvation in the depths of madmen's eyes
Knee deep in blood and gore they look toward the

sought the means by which to transform the gods
Burnt the books, death camps on the way
A new from the ashes of the old
A social one of masters and slaves
They of everyman, we merely have regressed
Into the animal can't perceive the will
at the embryo, so twisted and grotesque
This is your superman, the to kill

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