Luyện nghe bài hát Angel Of Mercy

Hail Mary of grace
Blessed art thou among
And blessed is the fruit of thy Jesus
Holy
of God
Pray for us
Now and at the of our death

Notti protette di
ostruito verso I'esterno la mary vergine purezza
Con
my bambini gather
Aristocrat's
Bibles burnt pile on the matchbooks of graffiti'
Sirius tucked behind the
Astrologic execrated factors buried deep within the brain

Rubricate the loose sleeve with my
Blind fold the eyes
The moons have now the sunshine
The
Christian corpses to religious crosses
Sinicate the high life initial movements of a wicked
We've the pinnacle of promise
Limbs through every bar deviate with
Implicate the start
Intricable times feed the poison to the people no
Intricable lies not only we them
But what the will tomorrow bring?
Luck and I stand back
Hoping I make it tomorrow

Close your
The is coming down the world is falling down
Close your
Feel your heart drop as your hit the floor
Close your
Watch the final day hit the final phase
your eyes
Pray and pray look away hope there's something

I'm watching buildings down
Falling out black clouds
Priests to shout
Mothers places in heaven with prayers
Thrown like stones through windows
Angels know who's going with
Children wrapping tight around stuffed comforting
Revolutions from revelations brew time and
Nights bring silence among disciples
As fall from shattered temples
Hold out a helping to the helping man
Saints stare down the barrels of an angel's chrome
If I wake up will this still be the that I see
eyes closed and arms out
I'm if heaven
Really just another cloud

Kevin Spacey][Bridge]
The greatest
The devil pulled
Was the world
He exist

Spiritually celestial like crack with out the method
Iodine brainwaves to maintain the lessons
message, issued weapons, civil vengeance
Little questions, Scripture severance, scribbled
Ketamine in the dark count your
Chemical with sustenance
the sustenance
Sustain a grip
The world hope in none of it
Inject the to the surrcosage
Literature in dosage
Blind sight in a dying side to a clear focus
Lord guide me your loneliest offspring
I'm toking and floating the Tylenol bring peace like
Intellectual celestial probably
Heemyer banging through the CO dozer and a wrecking monopoly
Satanic idealistic powdered
Pack a with every snuff
Put the pipe down price has
the line up skies the limit
Cut crush the and supply the sickness
Now, we living in fucked up place
fucked up days
Watching die in a fucked up state
Put my hands together and pray life harder
Father me the light grows cold the nights grow darker
Tube pulled from the throat of Schiavo
Blood from the face of a new born child
Blisters on my palms pain so deep
Living men cant perceive things the dying man thinks