Luyện nghe bài hát Old Black Sunday

It's so painful to see with new eyes
all that is known reveals it's lies
And the at the door is some prophet with frozen tears
following fear not the truth
Wearing a mask or twoPromising old black sunday
There's outside closing in
And they're wondering
All the captives inside dream of the light
And if and how it can dim
For they took the savior of the one's in this place
And they've stolen his face for own
And hid in shadows
Sworn to another old black Sunday to you
The living dead gather in stained glass
for impending doom
And they go on living their depraved
Because once a week are saved
And the man in the
Screaming on gods plans
they chopped off his head just to prove
If not to poison the root
Only they could an old black Sunday to you
And I undone
And I feel I know no one
And I feel
And I unsaved
And I see the
I can see these chains
And on


And the passing of time
They to grow invisible to
Everyone else
And I crawl
And if is the cause
Than everything is worse than
I'd rather be left
And on


And with the passing of
They to grow invisible to
Everyone else aliveAnd I crawl
And if that is the
Than everything is than death
I'd rather be lost
And I undone
And I feel I know no one
And I enslaved
And I unsaved
And I can see the
Because I can these chains
It's so painful to feel with a brand new
When something innocent has died
And all that was
The that matter most
Are now withering ghosts that slew
The remaining few
Never to spend another old Sunday with you