Luyện nghe bài hát From The Past Comes The Storms

The sky throws up to avenge itself
You feel a pain that your flesh
You inside the mirror
Shows a soiled by the blood of innocents
The human greed be their own destruction
The in their cages surrounded by thorns
That are us to live here

I feel an to melt and go through cracks
To vanish like a fossil that will be flying on the universe
Brains of armed lives in pits
It's a fight of strengthening the giants
They are sons of the father
of the same mother
All of cry together in despair

But heard is only the buzz of flies over the rotten flesh
There's no more safe to be on
Everybody around you reflects an image, distorted and
I can hear the cry of a souls
have been already marked by their deaths
While the laughs of echo endlessly

Insanity, lacerating the last
Endlessly, remains on minds
Lunacy, smashed by a holy shit
No regret, from the comes the storms

The sky throws up storms trying to itself
You feel a pain burns your flesh
reflection inside the mirror
Shows a past soiled by the blood of
The human will be their own destruction
The in their cages surrounded by thorns
That are forcing us to live