Luyện nghe bài hát When The Heavens Shed Tears

the final war to and purify this sacred world - vilified.
one culture interred righteousness, weaved from deception.
on bent knees we cry for salvation.
upon death we feast with blood soaked
creeps but demons don't speak.
for the makes hearts bleed with sorrow
so angels watch the funeral
and wait for a tomorrow

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

demons to a black symphony
as the war comes to a close
and angels on high down
in disgust to a dead earth that circles

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

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

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