🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Lower The Flags - Sentenced

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