Luyện nghe bài hát From The Past Comes The Storms

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

I an urge to melt and go through cracks
To vanish like a fossil that will be found on the universe
of armed lives hidden in pits
It's a fight of dwarves strengthening the
are sons of the same father
Fruit of the same
All of cry together in despair

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

Insanity, lacerating the last
Endlessly, still remains on
Lunacy, masses smashed by a holy
No regret, the past comes the storms

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