Luyện nghe bài hát ...And Their Consequence

We are not born hate!
learned and observed as we grind out our days.
Handed down from held close, the ones we are supposed to trust the most.
of the father, continued legacy or learned lesson?
No, must go no further.
Scripts handed down to those close.
They'll be the 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, tiny white womb. "
Daddy, please stop Mommy.
It scared me so bad I saw her in that hospital bed.
Please, daddy, I'm scared again.
Let's go to bed.'"
(We are not born hate!
It's learned and observed as we grind out our days.) The coldness of man looked down on innocence; hate blinding his compassion, his rage on his child, left lifeless among the presents.
Son-received.
Red down the family tree.
We can break the legacy of rage; the same evil that lay to waste.
and forgiveness can break the chains.
We must not pass down our father's sin before they begun to live, mar our children.
Our must not inherit our shame!
Be the one to the page.