Luyện nghe bài hát The Fault Of The Flesh

"Sometimes bitterness is all you can on to,
and within the I realized my weakness"

To see the fault of love
There is no truth, is no purity, there is no love

Flesh is the weakness, flesh is the
We are embodiment of all the wrongs
No time to look we are gone
No time to regret the we've thrown away

Man is the parasite, man is the
We are destroyers and creators, our precious
We are the architects of
We are for we burn all we berate

We are but flesh and flesh is the
We are born of blood sinew and
We're all spinning in this useless hole in time
On our way into the black

Man is the parasite, man is the
We are destroyers and creators, our precious

Flesh is the weakness, is the fault
We are embodiment of all the world's
No time to look we are gone
No time to regret the seeds we've thrown

We are but flesh and flesh is the
We are of blood sinew and bone
all just spinning in this useless hole in time
On our way into the unknown

I am but flesh, and is weak
I am but flesh, and is weak