Luyện nghe bài hát Tsavo - The Land Of Slaughter

A journey through ones and I gaze into the light.
Infernal screams this world in different shades of red

Empty stare at me, false belief of the untrue ones.
Eternal sleep awaits, millions of hands in the air.
Scream! the top of their voices!
The to strike is now.

Eye, behold the of few, reincarnation.
Deeds of form this world.
untrue.

A thousand miles above, to of roars I watch the bricks fall.
The ones tell no lies,
still they share the air as the dumb.

Feel no fear, no regret. They have showed us the way.

Eye, the wisdom of few, reincarnation.
And I at the crowd.
untrue.

You blanks at my icon,
take my hand and guide you to the end.

Different patterns, all end up the same.
Different shadows that blend death.
Be prepared to die, the sick and twisted shall in line.
Behold the wisdom of few, untrue.

Eye, behold the of few, reincarnation!
aggression, a prelude to perfection.
untrue.

Know, this is the step, we are already at the end.