🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Thine Is The Kingdom - Rotting Christ

  is the dead land
 This is  land
 Here the  images
 Are raised,  they receive
 The supplication of a dead man's 
  the twinkle of a fading star
 
 Is it  this
  death's other kingdom
 Waking alone
 At the hour  we are
 Trembling with 
 Lips  would kiss
  prayers to broken stone
 
 This  the way the world ends
 This is the way  world ends
  is the way the world ends
 Not with  bang but a whimper
 
 The  are not here
 There are no eyes 
 In this valley  dying stars
 In this hollow 
 This broken  of our lost kingdoms
 
 Between  idea
 And the 
 Between the 
 And the 
 Falls the 
 For Thine is  Kingdom
 
 Between  conception
  the creation
  the emotion
 And  response
  the Shadow
 Life is  long
 
 Between  desire
  the spasm
 Between the 
 And  existence
  the essence
 And  descent
 For  is the Kingdom