Luyện nghe bài hát The Creed

From the of which I came
To dust I return
From my I am torn
my brothers off the war
We escape before the
Try to the sun
my own life in my hands
Fearing God but man

my ancient hand,
me in the eye
Looking the lines
you'll see as I
You are young if you
You be old if you try
I can show you how to
But you can't me how to die

As the sun the sky
I am not to die
My ear the ground
For the ironhorse's
Encircle glowing
One by one chieftain talks
Tales of and bravest deeds
Coveting their warrior

My hands will bridge the
Of to the end
The for learning ceases
It was all wasted and
From doctor to shaman,
doll to chief
The spirit what ails you,
You beg for its
All that I know, all I say,
My beats and my pulse drums
Out tribal rhythms through the sky