Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard Son Of God

He is of the rotten earth
He is the that will drape the sky in woe
We drink from his water
He is lord of who dwell bound in sickness

Spitting vomit in the face of
us who must atone for being weak
We drink his poisoned water
He is the shadow cast upon defiled

call, it will not befall
No salvation is free, death beckoning thee
thee, voices come in wind
Son of perdition, you beckoning me

The sky embedded in the of a nova
Effigy is in a second of light
No in the crack of his mouth
son of God