Luyện nghe bài hát Graveland

Mankind, the and King
Swings the flag of glory to the winds
Titans of the power myth failed
Neanderthal hunger for the of war so frail

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 fetid cores
Bent to rotten extremes, oh

We, the plague of terra firma grand and last mistake
the poisoned seed and set the severed fruits awake
Burning like frozen
In God's archaic

So weak, so hollow
The flock responds
The jester race

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

Burn the
the ideologies
Mankind die, yeah

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

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

Living the last days of end
the nest of humanity
The vultures rend