Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of Treason

Land of treason, waste no
We are fire
packs of dogs, we're enemies of men
We are not

Our show, we've grown cold
But not conspired
Old gone, the future's on
nations mired

I like a receptacle for the chosen
We find our bodies
With the of death
We find that we are not so awed

burned, the words our blurred
Overturn own
Walk like dogs and the doors
your other stone

Stop the toys that match
Calculate the
Feel the descending
Decaying tomes

In the starving sense you
The of debris
You wear a of sewage
you've never even seen

The time is now, the vicious
A stolen dinner
The license of the savage
That you've always

So bite the hand needs you
And bless coal
The virus never
From a so very old

As the lights come

You wash your hands and to climb
The ladder that you

Slip the hatch and the sword
The lords are poor
Push the tan that rolls
sense of dream absorbed

Still the cat that the night
Tie him to the
Chase the viruses believe
what's right is scored

It's a senseless cash in right for
What's is never gone
And is just a passion
For the fools dawn