Luyện nghe bài hát The Gate

An army of
is
and it the ground
Ten hungry hearts
with iron
Burns and
the earth dry
Cuts and
All gets in its way
forces of destruction
Way beyond
Nothing sleeps

Decay and silence
Your ripped in dust and ruins

I shed no for your pain
I no tears for the past

all the beasts from imprisonment
And arm them with sticks and
Bring them the land of chaos
Watch last gate fall

hands in fire burned
As we march the night
Every last stone will be
Within the daylight

We are the of hell
You kneel
You will
We feast at her
In the we stand