Luyện nghe bài hát ...And Their Consequence

We are not born hate!
It's learned and observed as we out our days.
Handed from those held close, the ones we are supposed to trust the most.
Sins of the father, continued legacy or learned
No, must go no further.
Scripts down to those held close.
be the ones to pay for the path we chose.
That child, a perfect prayer in heart,
Let no bad happen.
Let no bad happen."
She ran out of her room, soft white womb. "
Daddy, stop hurting Mommy.
It scared me so bad when I saw her in hospital bed.
Please, daddy, I'm scared again.
just go to bed.'"
(We are not with hate!
It's learned and observed as we grind out our days.) The coldness of man looked down on innocence; hate blinding his compassion, turned his rage on his child, left lifeless the presents.
Son-received.
Red down the family tree.
We can break the legacy of rage; the same evil lay innocence to waste.
Love and can break the chains.
We must not pass down our father's sin they have begun to live, mar our children.
Our sons must not our shame!
Be the one to the page.