Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets of the Dead

The sands conceal the truth
only lies
A crescent moon ghostly shapes
As somewhere thing flies

We let be bled
of the dead

Deserted by the that knew
Man's triumphs had no
Left starving by our own
The sands reclaimed ground

We let be bled
of the dead

Time us down so deep
Is this the place we

of the dead
of the dead

We never learn our mistakes
till the end
You pick up the pieces
And the hearts we break mend

As if knew the gift they brought
Was on this earth
They searched out for a race
On to bring rebirth

We let ourselves be
Secrets of the
We let ourselves be

of the dead
Where angels to tread
The of the dead

Where angels to tread
The secrets of the