🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Lower The Flags - Sentenced

 He's gone, he  dead
 His remains upon the hearse 
 As  we wander though the mist
 He's free
 
 This is  end
 Your  over, night descends
  Into the abyss
  my friend, you will be missed
 
 Lower the 
 A  man has passed
 He  reached the last of frontiers
 Lower the 
 Down  half-mast
 For again the world has taken  turn for the worse
 
 He's done, he  dead
 Six feet of earth  his head
  lay your wreaths
 Upon  one who lies beneath
 
 Although you're 
  memories you shall live on
  In peace now rest
 The weight  the world is off your chest
 
  the flags
 A good  has passed
  has reached the last of frontiers
  the flags
  to half-mast
 For again the world has  a turn for the worse
 
 That morning light I'll  remember
 And these August nights:  as December.