Luyện nghe bài hát Spirit Of The Age (The Final Word Album Version)

I thought that I heard crying coming through my
Was it weeping for her sons who were no more?
Could it have been the babies crying for
Never understanding that they died for else?

The voices heard of and of wailing
History of it on every page
Of and helpless little babies
Offerings to the of the age

No way of understanding this sad and sign
Whenever rears his head, there comes a tragic time
If He could crush the cradle then that stop the cross
He knew that once the Light was born his every hope was

The voices of weeping and of wailing
History of it on every page
Of and helpless little babies
Offerings to the of the age

Now every age has heard it, the voice speaks from Hell
"Sacrifice your children and for you it be well"
The serpent's lying, His dark and ruthless rage
Behold, it is revealed to be the of the age

The voices heard of and of wailing
speaks of it on every page
Of innocent and helpless babies
to the spirit of the age

Soon all the ones who seemed to die for
Will stand beside the Ancient of
With joy see that Infant from a manger
and crush the spirit of the age
We'll see Him the spirit of the age