Luyện nghe bài hát Tsavo - The Land Of Slaughter

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

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

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

A thousand miles above, to sounds of I watch the bricks fall.
The newborn tell no lies,
still they the same air as the dumb.

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

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

You fired at my icon,
my hand and I'll guide you to the end.

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

Eye, the wisdom of few, reincarnation!
Extreme aggression, a to perfection.
untrue.

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