Luyện nghe bài hát Fractures

The devil's at our

The Bloodwoods in the glare of summers haze
Dust of lands breathes beneath our feet
Since the dawn of time, of life divine
by dark ruination, looming down the line

The poisoned of narrow minds
Now into the soul of life

Bitter blight life
This call for won't be too late

The devil's at our
Selling fool's gold and a cure

of fire unite and man their barricades
Truth is and yet
Hollow men still in vain
Sowing sickness, shifting focus
Setting in stone a future we sustain

We quench our thirst on profits gained
And we can't turn once it begins

Bitter blight fractures
This call for won't be too late

They poison the well and expect us to
When the river runs dry then
Then will see

You can line pockets, but you can't buy back your soul
These gates are locked, this future is not to own

Bitter blight life
call for change won't be too late