Luyện nghe bài hát Invisible Leader

Rip the with our gnashing teeth,
The of the dying beast,
the book of Enoch,
To the codes,
We spend the days still looking for that gold,
And when we find it, how will we
Will it the rot from our souls?
Will it help to us from the fires below?

Throw the stones and the citadel,
the ruins of the fort that fell,

From the of Enoch,
To the codes,
We spend the final days still for that gold,
And when we find it, how will we
Will it cleanse the rot from our
Will it help to us from the fires below?

Trying to hold on to what through our hands,
Like a sieve to move the sands,
Over, under, and out,
A fanatic's zeal erases any of doubt,

Quest for the of Christ,
Peerlessly on the of a knife,
Try to ensure without end,
Living in fear of mortal sin,

Cut all the forest trees,
Search the horizon for is now seen,

the book of Enoch,
To the codes,
We the final days still looking for that gold,
And we find it, how will we know?

And we
And we

Take the pick and it into the soil,
Dig hands until we find the oil,
Marching faith obscures what's wrong,
For at the end of the day the lamb and the are still fused as one.