Luyện nghe bài hát From The Past Comes The Storms

The sky throws up to avenge itself
You a pain that burns your flesh
You inside the mirror
a past soiled by the blood of innocents
The human greed will be own destruction
The apes in their surrounded by thorns
are forcing us to live here

I feel an urge to and go through cracks
To vanish like a fossil that be found flying on the universe
Brains of lives hidden in pits
It's a fight of dwarves strengthening the
They are of the same father
of the same mother
All of them cry in despair

But what's heard is only the buzz of flies over the flesh
no more safe ground to be on
Everybody around you reflects an image, distorted and
I can hear the cry of a million
That been already marked by their deaths
While the laughs of echo endlessly

Insanity, the last sanity
Endlessly, remains on minds
Lunacy, smashed by a holy shit
No regret, from the comes the storms

The sky throws up trying to avenge itself
You feel a that burns your flesh
reflection inside the mirror
Shows a past by the blood of innocents
The greed will be their own destruction
The apes in cages surrounded by thorns
That are us to live here