Luyện nghe bài hát Black Literature

"Welcome to the of the ashes
to the hunt.
Welcome to the palace,
home, my son..."
A secret lies
I'm in dismal thoughts
An unknown reign is
by unknown lords.

Don't pray to images of Gods,
An I was taught.
my memories of the past,
When had been told.

The book of blood has
The return of death on
The sky turns black as I
What my is worth.

in hellish thoughts... Black literature.
The Bible is lost... literature.

Reinstatement, of my senses,
I believe in Christ.
Reawakening, of the
I devastate his might.

Put the beast to the

is my innocence,
is my belief.
I see the unbelievable,
I its dreadful heat.

I damn the day I was born,
A child - Wrath in his
Confronted strategic lies,
That slowly my brain.

A passage dies... Black literature.
Awaiting the - Of God?

A of feelings,
freedom in my heart.
No hope, no chance of
is past.

Reinstatement, of my senses,
I in Jesus Christ.
of the vengeance
I devastate his might.

Religion is a curse... literature.
Defending my believe... literature.