Luyện nghe bài hát Graveland

Mankind, the conqueror and
Swings the flag of glory to the winds
Titans of the power that failed
hunger for the flesh of war so frail

So weak, so minded
The flock responds
The jester submits

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

We, the of terra firma nature's grand and last mistake
Plant the poisoned seed and set the severed awake
Burning frozen relics
In God's archaic

So weak, so hollow
The primate responds
The jester race

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

Burn the
Kill the
must die, yeah

The and the angels return to their graves
flames on their pestilent wings
While mushroom clouds haunt virgin white skies
To rape their Utopian

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

Living the last of evolution's end
the nest of humanity
The graveland vultures