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
prostitute your souls
To his kingdom way up high

And then you castrate your pride in
Of answers to prayers
they may be reaching the heavens
But they remain

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

Sons of bitches of Christ
Your fucking prayers do
it comes closer to deadline
You still don't have no fucking

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

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

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

The cross the better Christian
the book of God's commands
But when you out you'll find
No one to grab thy hand

And when truth comes clear
About death what will you do
Y'see there's nowhere to hide
the grave waiting for you too

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

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

Sons of bitches of Christ
Your never could
What I think faith in a
Sane minds and hard work really

to put all hope in one uphigh
Is insanity
It will show to us all
Yes, even fucking

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

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