Luyện nghe bài hát Graveland

Mankind, the conqueror and
the flag of primal glory to the winds
Titans of the myth that failed
Neanderthal hunger for the of war so frail

So weak, so hollow
The flock responds
The jester race

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

We, the plague of terra nature's grand and last mistake
Plant the poisoned seed and set the fruits awake
Burning like relics
In God's archaic

So weak, so minded
The flock responds
The jester submits

For day of war is a failure for man
Enslaved into mordial
bleed from their fetid cores
Bent to their extremes

Burn the
Kill the
Mankind die, yeah

The doves and the angels return to graves
With flames on their pestilent
While mushroom clouds haunt their white skies
To rape their dreams

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

Living the days of evolution's end
From the of humanity
The graveland rend