Luyện nghe bài hát The Marching Sane

the autumn in eyes
the salty dark within veins
we walk the at night
a searing spark our cage

your it burns so painful
turn and burn me painful

no light can release my
not a god
I spit in the eyes of the marching
and in the ones
and the world will in vein

the autumn in smile
don't dare to walk way
and there's no behind... don't look back!
we praise the day

your it burns so painful
turn around and burn me

no light can my pain...

no light can release my
not a god
a knife in the back they reign
all the young

no can release my pain...