Luyện nghe bài hát Old Black Sunday

It's so painful to see with brand new
When all that is known it's lies
And the guard at the door is some prophet with frozen
Always fear not the truth
Wearing a mask or twoPromising old black sunday
creatures outside closing in
And they're 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 stolen his face for their own
And hid theirs in
Sworn to bring another old Sunday to you
The living dead in stained glass tomb
Penance for impending
And they go on living their depraved
Because a week they are saved
And the man in the
on about gods plans
Well they chopped off his just to prove
If not to poison the root
Only they could bring an old Sunday to you
And I undone
And I feel unlovedAnd I no one
And I enslaved
And I unsaved
And I see the
Because I can see these
And on


And with the of time
They seem to invisible to
else alive
And I won't
And if is the cause
Than is worse than death
I'd be left lost
And on


And with the passing of
seem to grow invisible to
Everyone else I won't crawl
And if is the cause
everything is worse than death
I'd rather be lost
And I undone
And I feel I know no one
And I feel
And I fell
And I can see the
Because I can feel these
It's so painful to feel a brand new mind
When something innocent has died
And all that was
The things matter most
Are now withering ghosts they slew
The remaining few
Never to spend another old Sunday with you