Luyện nghe bài hát Graveland

Mankind, the conqueror and
Swings the flag of primal glory to the
Titans of the power myth failed
Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so

So weak, so hollow
The flock responds
The race submits

For day of war is a failure for man
Enslaved into mordial
Illusions bleed from their cores
to their rotten extremes, oh

We, the plague of firma nature's grand and last mistake
Plant the seed and set the severed fruits awake
like frozen relics
In God's archaic

So weak, so minded
The primate flock
The jester race

For day of war is a failure for man
into mordial genes
Illusions bleed from fetid cores
Bent to rotten extremes

the visionaire
Kill the
Mankind die, yeah

The doves and the angels return to their
With flames on their wings
While mushroom clouds haunt their virgin white
To rape their dreams

For each day of war is a for man
Enslaved mordial genes
Illusions bleed from fetid cores
Bent to rotten extremes

Living the last of evolution's end
From the nest of
The vultures rend