Luyện nghe bài hát The Blade

Pushing land behind us as we march to the dome
A million years will bring us miles closer to their
Remnants of lands remind us of our goal
The lives of all the are now tales we'll never know
What's left of them are mutants, and twisted form the mold
Hiding underground, protected the firey cold
Swallowed by the landscape, a hundred times
Could it be that God is seeking for our crimes

Raping anger drives us, vengance unfulfilled to day
A day or two have us there to execute our plan
they all will learn the blade is quicker than the hand

I can see on the as we march across the land
A gleaming dome of iron, miles than we'd planned
Burning down the city to a ton of lead
We'll blast away the living, and persecute the dead.

Taking the road will lead to destructing
The of the city, so death can be spread into
Madness, evil,
Screaming for the

All of the people who now in peace with themselves
They will never forgive us for
What we have
All their hopes are

Seizing the women and and men
To be senselessly again and again
without a sound
No can be found

One day the gods will descend the heavens
To all this killing and bring back the peace
That once was
Spreading the air