Luyện nghe bài hát March thru pain

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

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

As dark drift across clear skies
and my whole demise
Beware the smile
When in darkness the cry

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

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

As dark clouds drift across clear
and bare my whole
Beware the smile
When in darkness the cry

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