Luyện nghe bài hát The Grave For 500,000 Soldiers

In the morning the child stirred me
"Touch it"
It be the last child of this world and I conceived it from a rat

And the rat amongst
The dead soldiers
It soaked the last
And flesh's smell
To souls
To transmit the only reality with the
And the only reality was the body's

Now death is not a fact
Death is the
Death is the
is the decay of flesh without soul

The became a product,
Feeling of and pity have been
Lost amongst animals, garbage, sand and
Disgust and exitation reflect
In guts and anymore
The is not interesting now
Like clock's hand that's stopped

With flag of the reality
The child enter into this world
It doesn't remember
The poisoned sky is the blind

Now life is not the anymore
Life is the shock
Life is the sensless
Life is just a one step to the of rotten flesh