Luyện nghe bài hát Suffering The Tyrants

Crawling down the road of
another hopeless
Gruesome numbness
People stare, do they
a firm fist of

I am suffering the
Every gesture is a malicious
But it shall not
with the downfall

There are no
to channel the anger
No of guilt
How can they feast upon the Lion without

Nowhere to the pain
...He will eventually rise

Hunt him (when He is at his weakest)
him down (on His knees if you can)

Stronger all (so it's futile)
All there is left (right now) is pride
Enough to with rays of light