Luyện nghe bài hát Hourglass

Privileged, a few
Blessed with our in hell
a divine vision
The day we all still

of the dying age
A shattered
of the warring gods
And so this too pass

only getting worse
Not a moment's regret
Each dawn another
breath a twisting blade
What be left behind
In the of the wake?

An ill blows this way
The edge of the envelope
and my vengeance
Payment for your

Fear, death in the
In thrall of those from grace
Petty is as petty
the mass disgrace

Fear, in the wings
In of those fallen from grace
Petty is as petty
Witness the mass

God forbid you the signs
Watch for meanings between the
has now arrived
No for the blind

Your trust has misplaced
the lies told to your face
Became another
And now too late

You made it home
Draped in the flag that you for
And so it
The of the wake

It's only getting worse, only getting worse
It's only getting worse, only getting worse
only getting worse