Luyện nghe bài hát Imminent War

Kings of the
A new dawn
Youll be by silver tongues
of peace and healing
A holy union your promised
No, its all a lie
Evil
A in sheeps clothing
surely is your demise
But do not fear for evil not overcome
Behold the seven
The words of false
They speak of wars and
Of times
Many fall
As the earth shakes with
And run wild
The torment of the chosen
And a new
Abolished, the
No place, no altar to speak of
Kneel, the throne
A false now sits
No more, this too pass
Look to the sky, the clouds are
Behold, the power and
A new descends to claim His right
Destroyed, the of old
The wicked one, and those in his
Rise, the earth
from the shackles of evil that bind us