Luyện nghe bài hát Gift Of Flesh

I am all
A trade, a grain of
I am the to be learned
I take the of innocence
And leave
I the way for all to see

No fear, no voice, no
In God no light

all the guilt that's in your head
Turns it's and plays the dead
You scorch the earth and the sky
Conscience low head held high

and multiply
And
As lack of chokes underground
Divulge
The darker
windows watch the screaming sky

No fear, no voice, no
In God no light

all the guilt that's in your head
Turns it's back and the dead
You scorch the and torch the sky
Conscience low with head

all the guilt that's in your head
Turns back and plays the dead
You the earth and torch the sky
Conscience low with head held

From all the truth comes all the
The curse of flesh just it's aim
On ground and tortured sky
Walk in fear spirits high