Luyện nghe bài hát A Message to the Ill

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I got a message for the wicked before I lose
Satellites, they might decode it, and then try to it
It's sad to say, the least, but wouldn't listen
Call me liar, call me heathen, while they snatch up [?]
You're not a human, just cattle, and roamin' the pen
Send you to the wise house, let us in
in the brotherhood, you devils 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 last long, corporate slaves to the cash crop
Bleed us to the last drop, then send us to the grass
Slowly, killing my seeds; steady 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
British ain't a culture, a contract of man
you all the lies in the world to kill off Pakistan
Chimera's all in vaccines to kill off your children
And Bill Gates the plan, while you pay for the mission
Fluoride is in the water, to you dumb and sterile
Same that's in Prozac, our planet's in peril
don't want a cure for cancer, they just want you to die
Think they care about us people? up, it's all a lie
The great deception and oppression, master-slave
Aliens divide and conquer, just try to misdirect it
I'm reflecting on my path, cause a road less traveled
follow the money, and watch, the curtain unravel
Don't let the fool you, cause they worship Kabbalah
Popes don't the Bible, they don't love God at all
The thirst for evil, the wolves in sheep's clothing
Revelations in real, they carrying out the notion
Genocide of the masses, us versus them
Pick up [?], check the Georgia Guide-stones, five-hundred
It's not a conspiracy theory, it's written in
Sacrifices in the war-zones over oil and
the altar's now a battlefield, covered in slugs
Next thing you know, the illness is on and bugs
They almost had us with the Plague, but we had to
Funny how it was Doctor Nostradamus who
It ain't one, but many,
Demons lurk on every channel; sell your to that device
And if you trust in God, then why's the pyramid on the bill
And symbols on logos and magic sigils
I see it all unfolding, thanks to inbred
matrix is all fixed, to kill off civilians
And in the end, the devils will lose, just look for the
Be my brethren, and don't let them confuse you
You know who you pray to
Spread the message worldwide, and know the God will save you
Don't let them enslave you; you who made you..