Luyện nghe bài hát When The Heavens Shed Tears

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

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

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

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

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

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