Luyện nghe bài hát Packed In Purgatory

the wind,
take breath,
one stop leads to another death

World order takes it start
Corrupted figures know their parts
The day remains as midnight
As the fallen reap from the in

Who are we to a god?
consumes and blinds like fog
Grip guns, we'll go to war
Who to fight. pass you the torch

the voice, breathe the fire,
We put pain into desire
You you may
You wish you
Now go and all in sight

and broken,
Unholy and
The means of a hero to be a fellow
But with great means comes great
Consider the
Tears falling down rain
From the heavens
the hearts of the living and the sane

you see
This pain will never
for no reason, not one sense of your liberty
Lost souls on bloody
Doesn't help the weakened praying on bloody

This is no game, this is war
not needed, something so uncalled for
You of liberty
We of uncertainty
Cant you see is just some bloody hypocrisy ?
We fear no
Already have driven to insanity
life is what you call some
God ****ing abnormality.

Play your god, play part
The worlds stage, and lock our freedoms within a cage
Diabolical factions satisfy taste
The world as we it
Is at stake.