Hymns Of Tragedy Lyrics

	作词 : Avery, Harrison
	Open your mind; see beyond your realm
	Into the eyes where such horrors dwell.
	Singing the hymns of this tragedy
	Are the voices of the suffering.
	The end of our time drawing near
	As displayed in the face of the tortured ones.
	Entombed in their graves
	Voices still screaming for salvation.
	That will never come
	As thousands more die,
	The screams remain
	For the ears of the living.
	Reminding them all of their death
	Hear their cries
	Hymns of tragedy.
	Rising from within the flames
	As the skin of the face slowly melts away
	The flesh becomes ash
	Screaming is ceased by the touch of death
	But those who have seen.
	Screams of the burning child
	Within their mind.
	The cries still ring,
	Suffering, waiting for death.
	Hear their cries
	Hymns of tragedy.

	zuo ci : Avery, Harrison
	Open your mind see beyond your realm
	Into the eyes where such horrors dwell.
	Singing the hymns of this tragedy
	Are the voices of the suffering.
	The end of our time drawing near
	As displayed in the face of the tortured ones.
	Entombed in their graves
	Voices still screaming for salvation.
	That will never come
	As thousands more die,
	The screams remain
	For the ears of the living.
	Reminding them all of their death
	Hear their cries
	Hymns of tragedy.
	Rising from within the flames
	As the skin of the face slowly melts away
	The flesh becomes ash
	Screaming is ceased by the touch of death
	But those who have seen.
	Screams of the burning child
	Within their mind.
	The cries still ring,
	Suffering, waiting for death.
	Hear their cries
	Hymns of tragedy.

	zuò cí : Avery, Harrison
	Open your mind see beyond your realm
	Into the eyes where such horrors dwell.
	Singing the hymns of this tragedy
	Are the voices of the suffering.
	The end of our time drawing near
	As displayed in the face of the tortured ones.
	Entombed in their graves
	Voices still screaming for salvation.
	That will never come
	As thousands more die,
	The screams remain
	For the ears of the living.
	Reminding them all of their death
	Hear their cries
	Hymns of tragedy.
	Rising from within the flames
	As the skin of the face slowly melts away
	The flesh becomes ash
	Screaming is ceased by the touch of death
	But those who have seen.
	Screams of the burning child
	Within their mind.
	The cries still ring,
	Suffering, waiting for death.
	Hear their cries
	Hymns of tragedy.

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