Luyện nghe bài hát Tsavo - The Land Of Slaughter

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

Empty stare at me, false belief of the untrue ones.
sleep 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 form this world.
untrue.

A thousand miles above, to sounds of roars I the bricks fall.
The newborn ones 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 blanks at my icon,
take my hand and guide you to the end.

patterns, they all end up the same.
Different shadows blend with death.
Be prepared to die, the and twisted shall walk in line.
the wisdom of few, reincarnation untrue.

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

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