Luyện nghe bài hát Anti-Anti-Christ

I've read all of these
That are lies you
Waited for worlds to die you
And I will no more

Heaping around me
I summon the
The hell-mouth and I command maw
To and Moloch spit

This cumbersome concept that men call the
I require its head on my
My require a feast, Oberammergau

Pope now, the anti-christ
of Satan, the anti-christ
Or maybe, nothing at all
prophecy of the peasant whore

So much lost, so much
So

I choose to be blasphemer, bring your to heel
forth the beast, cleave him with my steel

Your gilded domes, mask
mildewed tomes beg for inversion

Black Pope, the spoke
To me, all the same
Religion is for the weak, a haven for the

I will your anti-christ
him and his kind
Crucify the
The is a lie

Awake, awake deep
The sea the sky
Dividing with the Sword of
To the Oberammergau

defame me
Chemicals me
I was born to your world
And shall ever tame me