Luyện nghe bài hát From The Past Comes The Storms

The sky throws up trying to itself
You feel a pain that your flesh
You reflection the mirror
Shows a past by the blood of innocents
The human will be their own destruction
The apes in their surrounded by thorns
That are us to live here

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

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

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

The sky up storms trying to avenge itself
You feel a that 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 here