Luyện nghe bài hát The Rubble of Glory

handing out handjobs and
to the
traces of incest appease the masses
hints of
in the smoke
that emits from the rubble of
a passionless murder is
just as silence has once our streets
children weep
awaiting the
i once a vision with a holy man
we in house of God
silence
we watched the fire
out to nothingness
i await the drop of hope
but my cannot be heard
over the famine and the and the wreckage
as the world as we once knew it
with the wars of God and
hate and
death and
sounds of thousands marching to the
stenches of vomit and emaciated lives
causing my nostrils to
and my heart to
is there no from this wretched place?
is there no escape from this wretched
is there no escape this wretched place?