Luyện nghe bài hát Swallowed

The blue of doom
Fell upon my
Felt upon my

Beheading for a
Our swords with blood
Beneath the sun
The praise is for pagan
from the hunt
Our was set afire
The screamed for help
The have scarred our sacred land

Ashes and were left
To us of failure
The had been stained
By the of the desert
Carriers of the
for us to find
We must Satan attack the rodents of the sands

Battle...

by the sand

The land was conquered
But the could not be owned
They slithered to the
To Yahweh at nightfall
The children had taken
Their juice sucked into the
The sun their blood
Fluids by the rodents below

The cloud of doom
upon my land
Felt upon my