Luyện nghe bài hát Old Black Sunday

It's so to see with brand new eyes
When all is known reveals it's lies
And the at the door is some prophet with frozen tears
Always following not the truth
Wearing a or twoPromising another old black sunday
creatures outside closing in
And wondering when
All the captives inside will of the light
And if and how it can dim
For they took the savior of the one's in forlorn place
And they've stolen his for their own
And hid in shadows
Sworn to bring another old Sunday to you
The living dead gather in glass tomb
for impending doom
And they go on living their depraved
Because once a they are saved
And the man in the
Screaming on about plans
they chopped off his head just to prove
If not to poison the that
Only they could bring an old Sunday to you
And I feel
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 with the passing of
They to grow invisible to
Everyone alive
And I won't
And if is the cause
Than is worse than death
I'd rather be lost
And on


And the passing of time
They seem to grow to
Everyone aliveAnd I won't crawl
And if is the cause
Than everything is worse than
I'd be left lost
And I feel
And I unlovedAnd I know no one
And I enslaved
And I fell
And I can see the
Because I can feel these
It's so painful to feel with a brand new
something innocent inside has died
And all was cherished
The things matter most
Are now withering ghosts that slew
The remaining few
to spend another old black Sunday with you