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 eyes so blind
another
through the eye of a 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 has returned

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

As dark clouds drift across clear
and bare my whole
the serpent smile
When in the holy cry

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

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

As dark clouds drift clear skies
and bare my demise
Beware the serpent
When in darkness the cry

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