Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets of the Dead

The shifting sands conceal the
Revealing only
A moon casts ghostly shapes
As some thing flies

We let ourselves be
of the dead

Deserted by the ghosts that
triumphs had no bounds
Left by our own mistakes
The reclaimed their ground

We let be bled
of the dead

Time us down so deep
Is this the we seek?

Secrets of the
of the dead

We never learn our mistakes
till the end
You pick up the pieces
And the hearts we break can't

As if they knew the gift they
Was on this earth
They searched out for a better
On whom to bring

We let be bled
Secrets of the
We let be bled

of the dead
Where fear to tread
The of the dead

angels fear to tread
The of the dead