Luyện nghe bài hát The Heretic

These fits of are torturing me
The lives I've seen won't breathe again
A sad child of madness, they'll never be
again to die, the agonies begin

And soldiers keep coming, like they die
But alive when mothers cry
'Cause hate's blind addictions, a killing
And it burns on the of shattered lives

Lost child, lost

The seeds of all evil are sown in minds
And the sad fields of woe
'Cause dead boys are that live on forever
But now it's too late for their

And standing on sanities too fragile
And the, 'Lord of the Flies'
And wade the slaughter you've made of thy brother
And drown in his blood when he dies

You see in eyes
They're the lost
See in their

You see in eyes
They're the child
See in eyes

Don't turn out the lights there's demons in the night
And they prey on the in us all
They hide inside and wait and they the light of day
The screams in their fill us all

Children of the
a sad tune they rhyme
The bloody boys that sing a song
And for all of them they're just memories in the

and see
It's the of insanity
Keeper of the gates of

And the Heretic has
You have to be afraid
Till I, till I to get ya

And in time
On the swords edge you
And cast a of Heresy

And die in
Like a dog in chains
And no one can save or set you

You see in eyes
They're the child
See in eyes

You see in eyes
They're the lost
See in their