Luyện nghe bài hát The Heretic

These fits of depression are me
The lives that I've seen breathe again
A sad child of madness, never be free
Born 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 on the fuel of shattered lives

Lost child, lost

The seeds of all evil are in their 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 too fragile edge
And worship the, 'Lord of the
And wade through the slaughter made of thy brother
And drown in his then when he dies

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

You see in eyes
the lost child
See in their

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

of the night
Such a sad tune rhyme
The bloody that sing a wicked song
And for all of them they're memories in the wind

and see
It's the dawn of
of the gates of fire

And the has said
You don't have to be
Till I, till I to get ya

And in time
On the edge you ride
And a spell 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 their
They're the lost
See in eyes