Luyện nghe bài hát From The Past Comes The Storms

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

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

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

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

The sky up storms trying to avenge itself
You feel a pain that your flesh
Your reflection inside the
a past soiled by the blood of innocents
The human greed will be their own
The apes in their surrounded by thorns
are forcing us to live here