Luyện nghe bài hát The Great Divide

THE RISING OF THE
DID NOT CATHARSIS.
THE OF THE CENTURY
DID NOT SALVATION.
THE IS GETTING DEEPER,
THE FLAMES ARE HIGHER.
AND HUNTED REFUGEES
ARE IN THE CIRCLE.
THE PREDATORS OF THE DIVIDE
ARE CUTTING THROATS,
THEIR GUTS,
AND DRINKING BLOOD.
THIS WORLD WAS ALWAYS
AT THE OF OUR TONGUES.
OUR TONGUES WERE CUT
AT THE OF OUR WORDS.
WE HAVE REACHED THE GOOD AND
AND WE SPEAK MUCH.
SOIL - FERTILE LAND,
BLOODY - FERTILE LAND.
BUT THEN WE HAD TO
TO GO FURTHER,
THROUGH HEAT,
DEATH,
ERASING
DEVOURING WITH
GREED.
NOW WE ARE
TO SHADOWS,
SPEAKING TO THE
AND BURNING
IN OUR SONGS.
THE SKY IS SET ALIGHT AS THOUGH THE
AT WAR.
THE DESERT IS
COLD FLAMES.
WHITE
ARE ON THE SURFACE.
GOLDEN
ARE IN THE DISTANCE.
THIS IS THE BLACK
AND THIS THE CROSS.
IS THE DARK FUNERAL AT MIDNIGHT.
A HORIZON
HAS THE SUN
IN THE
AND ONE.