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 eyes so
massacre
through the eye of a storm, blood clouded
Death, pestering reality, or not?
March pain, all insane, bullets fly, a ballad's end
one road that I must take, no one ever has

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

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

A sees its own image 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, reality, chosen or not?
march pain, all insane, bullets fly, a ballad's end
one road that I take, no one ever has returned

As dark clouds drift clear skies
and my whole demise
Beware the smile
in darkness the holy cry

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