Luyện nghe bài hát When The Heavens Shed Tears

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

preyed upon by the of avarice and ignorance.
from the to the grave we forfeit.
freedom to the of slaves

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

the heavens shed tears
a sordid dusk rapes sun-sorched machinery of disease.
brutal path we tread 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 iron-age life to commodity,
our souls to atrocity,
no of prayer can save us now but...

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