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

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

The heard of weeping and of wailing
History speaks of it on page
Of and helpless little babies
to the spirit of the age

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

The voices heard of weeping and of
History speaks of it on page
Of innocent and helpless babies
Offerings to the of the age

Now every age has it, the voice that speaks from Hell
"Sacrifice children and for you it will be well"
The subtle lying, His dark and ruthless rage
Behold, it is to be the spirit of the age

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

Soon all the ones who to die for nothing
Will beside the Ancient of Days
With joy we'll see that Infant a manger
Come and the spirit of the age
We'll see Him the spirit of the age