Luyện nghe bài hát Crawl To Your Cross

Born by untouched by man
Or a mortal man's error
Flower prophet of one
dog in the mirror

You hide behind glass windows
In fear of real world
Kneeling prostitute souls
To his kingdom way up high

And you castrate your pride in search
Of to your prayers
they may be reaching the heavens
But they unanswered

If so let his strike me down
Like from clear sky
For I'm questioning your
His I defy

Sons of bitches of Christ
fucking prayers won't do
When it comes to deadline
You still have no fucking clue

How one in heaven can sit
And watch the masses
On empty stomachs may go
And to this it is far

In writtings you read and
In seven the hog
Created and what the fuck else
n who God

You think the of one man
the son of God a lost
But raise Hell and high water coz I and roll
Well, be my and crawl to your cross

The cross the better Christian
Says the of God's commands
But when you reach out you'll
No one to thy fucking hand

And finally when truth clear
About death then will you do
Y'see nowhere left to hide
From the grave for you too

I have the knowledge and need
To questioning anything
Those pretty promises of
you see that you are blind

Because of one whose you preach
And fall onto knees before
Do not in fact I doubt
He'll knock your fucking

Sons of bitches whores of
prayers never could
What I think in yourself a
Sane minds and hard work really

Because to put all hope in one
Is sheer
It show fatal to us all
Yes, even dangerously

You call yourselves the ones
Because "seen" his light and soul
I've got news for you I'm stronger
Because got rock and roll

You think coz you pray
souls'll be saved at any cost
While burn coz I rock and roll
Well, go on make my day to your cross