Luyện nghe bài hát March thru pain

Liberazing thoughts took him to the bone
conspiracy or solution? a body surrounded
see the tortured minds, see their so blind
massacre
through the eye of a storm, clouded dust
Death, reality, chosen or not?
March thru pain, all insane, bullets fly, a end
one road that I must take, no one ever has

are dead, turf looks pale, no memory to take from here
mouth spews skin, take the sin, and yield you litte fucking prey

As dark clouds drift across skies
and bare my demise
the serpent smile
When in darkness the cry

A sees its own image painted in the sky
It's nothing but winter, winter dark and wild
As a I arrived, as a stranger again I leave
I must find my own way this darkened grief

the eye of the storm, blood dust
death, pestering reality, chosen or
thru pain, all insane, bullets fly, a ballad's end
one road that I must take, no one ever has

As clouds drift across clear skies
and my whole demise
the serpent smile
When in the holy cry

Corpses fall down, in death they
all on to die
warfare's spot, sun now hides, vomit on their
Death to souls, torture rules, painted in common
only the will see the end of war, of a life of savage taste