Luyện nghe bài hát The Gardeners of Eden

Falling grace forever damning the human race
A parable amongst mortals, for we were damned from the
Mass creators of population, yet of civilization
With and bile coursing through veins that flood an ashen heart.

God this world, that is if God exists
God hates this world, his Son tied to a stick?
God as sadist, this is the portrait you
God is within and we ruin

We everything.

death (in the garden) unnatural selection
Sodomy (unwillingly) of
Our debts will never be paid, our left unerased
The of time now a suffocating desert
Devoid of color, grey matter greyer skies
The will to power, a

no trace,
Eliminate the race.

Killers.
Murderers.

The of eden.

Wrecker.
Ruiners.

to death.

God this world, that is if God exists
God hates this world, left his Son to a stick?
God as sadist, this is the portrait you
God is within and we ruin

no trace,
Eliminate the race.