Luyện nghe bài hát The Swarm

Catch fire, just like a disease
Unholy desire, a world on knees
Our burning minds, they are of hope
In a dreaming utopia, dead on

A generation of
We have lost our in our own creativity
is evil but good
Tortured by it's own hunger and

The end
The dwarfed of man
The end

The sweetest of lies, it's so warm
So of life, one with the promised swarm
Our burning minds they are of hope
In a dreaming utopia, on dope

A of obscenities
Our ignorance be the end of humanity
A dead nation one dead god

The end
The soul of man
The end

Written in napalm over wastelands
We move on, our fate is to die by our own
A dead nation under one god

What is but good
by its own hunger and thirst?