Luyện nghe bài hát When The Heavens Shed Tears

the war to purge and purify this sacred world - vilified.
one culture interred righteousness, weaved from deception.
down on knees we cry for salvation.
upon death we feast with soaked deceit
destruction but demons don't speak.
for the truth makes hearts with sorrow
so watch the funeral march
and wait for a desined

upon by the pestilence of avarice and ignorance.
from the to the grave we forfeit.
freedom to the ranks of

demons dance to a black
as the war quick to a close
and angels on high down
in disgust to a dead earth that below

the heavens shed tears
a sordid rapes their sun-sorched machinery of disease.
this brutal path we etched by tears of the damned.
the art of salvation crafted by hands would kill... that would kill

a wasteland,
a ruin is all that remains as this dissolves life to commodity,
our committed to atrocity,
no sort of can save us now but...

still we will fight down from the heavens into the arms of my earth.
to the cradle of civilization - returned to dust,
still we will fight down the heavens