Luyện nghe bài hát A Message to the Ill

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I got a message for the before I lose transmission
Satellites, they might decode it, and try to dismiss it
It's sad to say, the least, but most wouldn't
Call me liar, call me heathen, while they up your [?]
not a human, you're just cattle, and roamin' the pen
Send you to the slaughterhouse; house, let us in
Partners in the brotherhood, you created sin
Use celebrities as caste to get you to worship them
Use the owl as your mascot, tryin' to find a way to God
But your powers wouldn't last long, corporate slaves to the crop
Bleed us to the drop, then send us to the grass plot
Slowly, killing my steady bringin' disease; if not physically, then mentally
Playing to seize; not thirty-three, they take it to the degrees
Death-wish to your flesh, it's a royal
ain't a culture, it's a contract of man
Sell you all the in the world to kill off Pakistan
Chimera's all in your to kill off your children
And Bill thwarting the plan, while you pay for the mission
Fluoride is in the water, to keep you dumb and
Same that's in Prozac, our planet's in peril
They don't a cure for cancer, they just want you to die
Think they about us people? Wake up, it's all a lie
The deception and oppression, master-slave dialectics
Aliens divide and conquer, they just try to it
I'm reflecting on my path, cause a road less traveled
follow the money, and watch, the curtain unravel
Don't let the pagans you, cause they worship Kabbalah
Popes don't follow the Bible, don't love God at all
The thirst for power's evil, the wolves in sheep's
Revelations in real, cause they out the notion
Genocide of the masses, us versus them
up [?], check the Georgia Guide-stones, five-hundred million
It's not a conspiracy theory, it's in blood
Sacrifices in the war-zones oil and drugs
Except the altar's now a battlefield, in slugs
Next thing you know, the illness is on and bugs
almost had us with the Plague, but we had to survive
Funny how it was Doctor who prophesized
It ain't one, but many,
Demons lurk on every channel; sell your soul to that
And if you trust in God, then why's the on the dollar bill
And symbols on logos and magic sigils
I see it all unfolding, thanks to reptilians
This matrix is all fixed, to off civilians
And in the end, the devils lose, just look for the clues
Be strong my brethren, and don't let them you
You know who you should to
Spread the worldwide, and know the true God will save you
Don't let them you; you know who made you..