Luyện nghe bài hát Voice Of The Voiceless

See die!
Die!

A rain of blood cover our world
Stench and decay be the only thing we sense
But hidden in the dark and erased from our
Barbarity and are everywhere
A ethic, a relict

For the of the weak
For the of the low
My for the voiceless
My for the innocent
the
the

of the voiceless
Voice of the

On the edge of a new age is still our dogma

For the of the weak
For the of the low
My voice for the
My for the innocent
the

No grave for - tortured creatures,
But a grave for our morals
This - an ethic I deny

See die!
die!

An archaic way of thinking, so monstrous and

For the of the weak
For the of the low
My for the voiceless
My for the innocent