Luyện nghe bài hát Of Dirt And Blood

no voices heard, no cries of pain; all has gone silent reality
the faces of men never met; games of power will flare
dying cries of can now be heard; boots kick up blood and dirt
on the terrain of unknown land, on the of unknown land

for death, pushing through the fields
born for death, through the fields

the numbness of the has to be, in order for the body to sustain
no time for thought; just to kill; the stains of reality keep it
wishing for thoughts of retreat or return now very seem absurd
bullets kick up blood and dirt, in heat or cold; snow or

born for death, through the fields
born for death, pushing the fields