Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Breeds Suffering

Torn factories
Backdrop for times
The changing
Progression in a wake of

the thorn from our side
Pull the nails from the wrists of
Crown the man in the street
breeds suffering

The cold
Memories of the past
The stands
The touch of flesh and

the thorn from our side
Pull the nails from the wrists of
Crown the man in the street
Hate suffering

Stare into the face of
within, hate breeds suffering
Stare into the pain of
Blind within, hate suffering

Existence of conflict our lives
Reflections grasp the concept we die

breeds suffering
Hate breeds

breeds suffering
Hate suffering