Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets of the Dead

The shifting sands the truth
only lies
A crescent moon casts shapes
As somewhere some flies

We let ourselves be
of the dead

Deserted by the ghosts knew
Man's had no bounds
starving by our own mistakes
The sands reclaimed ground

We let be bled
of the dead

Time takes us so deep
Is the place we seek?

of the dead
Secrets of the

We learn form our mistakes
Imperfect the end
You can't pick up the
And the hearts we break can't

As if knew the gift they brought
Was wasted on earth
searched out for a better race
On whom to bring

We let ourselves be
of the dead
We let ourselves be

Secrets of the
Where angels fear to
The secrets of the

Where fear to tread
The secrets of the