Luyện nghe bài hát From The Past Comes The Storms

The sky throws up trying to avenge
You feel a pain burns your flesh
You reflection the mirror
a past soiled by the blood of innocents
The greed will be their own destruction
The apes in their surrounded by thorns
That are forcing us to live

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

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

Insanity, lacerating the sanity
Endlessly, still remains on
Lunacy, smashed by a holy shit
No regret, from the past comes the

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