Luyện nghe bài hát The Burning Season

Bring the
and before me
Let us make rivers of their
Bleed for me...I it so
and streams shall such rivers
and seaward they shall

See the scattered
their precious skulls
See the tide in
as blood to meet bone
A promise
Beneath a crimson sky...a birth

We'll drown the newborn like unwanted
and condemn them to their gods
take a needle, to the arm of the world
For it is our

We'll burn the temples, of the
Rend as ashes, to the four winds
As ashes... to the four
The winds of a new