Luyện nghe bài hát Landing On The Mountains Of Meggido

Lords, can it be
the constant vows
Of the and gone, blind and wrong

Inside a faith a home
A that is cold
But so well, who's to tell about it all

A nation see
The hardest to take
Is not for me, the dyin'

This is what wars are of

The cracked and grey and plagiarized to date
Altered by the
Of disguise of seas and skies

The pagan drums should wake, the sleeping of the
To forget the language
the fool, me or you?

The greatest mask of fate, the longest through
The of great predictions
For me and you, the old and new

This is what wars are of