Luyện nghe bài hát Sculpted In Stone

The has gone
And looks old,
The clocks have
Life be reformed.

The past
anger, fear and war,
Evil to bring the world
berserk force.

Maybe it kill all our faith,
All our gods,
Or maybe it to take
Our souls.

my bones
Like a lonely
That my wounds.

Oh grateful
How can I evoke
to the sky
Of a black ride.

Whispers
my bones
Like empty
a maniac noise.

My could be
in stone
And alive
In a land.

The past
With envy, and lust
Evil comes to the world
life restored.