Luyện nghe bài hát The Super-Natural

These of depression are torturing me
The lives I've seen won't breathe again
A sad child of madness, they'll be free
Born again to die, the begin
And soldiers keep coming, like warriors die
But alive when mothers cry
'Cause hate's addictions, a killing machine
And it burns on the fuel of shattered
Lost child, lost
The seeds of all evil are sown in their
And harvest the sad of woe
'Cause dead boys are martyrs that live on
But now it's too for their souls
And standing on sanities too edge
And worship the, of the Flies'
And through the slaughter you've made of thy brother
And in his blood then when he dies
You see in their
the lost child
See in their
You see in eyes
the lost child
See in their
Don't turn out the lights 'cause there's in the night
And they on the fears in us all
They inside and wait and they shun the light of day
The screams in their dreams us all
Children of the
Such a sad tune rhyme
The bloody boys sing a wicked song
And for all of they're just memories in the wind
and see
It's the dawn of
Keeper of the of fire
And the Heretic has
You don't to be afraid
Till I, I come to get ya
And in time
On the swords you ride
And a spell of Heresy
And die in
Like a wild dog in
And no one can or set you free
You see in eyes
the lost child
See in eyes
You see in eyes
They're the child
See in eyes