Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Days Into Nevermore

-We don't with what weapons world war three will be fought, but world war four will be
with sticks and stones. This is not the end of predicted danger.

It's your
But you it well,
So the can tell
your face
It's on the that burns inside
And I see the

The colours of your
And slowly changing
The colours of your
And they're fading

all in vain,
So time what it will,
Try asking to blame,
For a away existence
I see...the light, the way
Nothing of the
And were
And nothing last
The end is

Changes
Seven days into
turning,
Seven days nevermore

You're a grain of
In the that was mankind
I don't
How all of us are blinded,
By the light,

Turn page, and there's no beginning
We are just at an age, and time is

Seven days...nevermore, grain of
You the score, desert man...
He one more, seven days to nevermore

To nevermore, to nevermore,