Luyện nghe bài hát Spoils Of Victory

Look to the north, look to the east, look to the and south
On all horizons storm clouds and roll across the sky
The river bursts its and vomits soil into the mouth
As thunder breaks the silence, a young cries!

Between the night and the days first the leaders made a pact
To raise the corpse of war and set the wheels in motion
The stage a battlefield would support the final act
While the authors hide in sattelites or beneath the ocean

And in this play cast as fools
To blindly play By rules

Now the dust has settled and the stench completely
Then return the victors to their wretched crown
But from the fleshheaps of the slain, there no cheer
Their game is over, the are down

You like a breath from the angel of death
Famine, and a life on your knees, guaranteed
you put them in power