Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Of Iron

"When worship a mam
And not the ideal"

a fire in you soul
There's a in your brain
running blind
Your is hazed with pain

Your is in a noose
All hell is breaking
Your life lies
For any to claim
under a death spell
I'll see you in hell
There's no place for you
To run and
The are drawing near
The end seems crystal
As steady as the of the tide

Sin, not
Will this night
steal
Will win this
The burns in your head
It brings an end

End your useless
You win in the end
Your life
won't be missed for long

Death, blood, fire and
They cause the you feel
You want to
You better ask for

Raise your now
And scream pain out loud
lying in a muddy
Bloodsoaked

in the end we'll kill
So write your goddamned
cut you down
Just a fucking whore

Sin, not
rule this night
Cold
win this fight
The fire burns in your
It an unfailing end

So bow goddamned heads
Or gonna end up dead
We'll smash ugly face
Into the

We want soul to sell
We should just go to
Although we claim to
For and god

The of iron rules
We're served by goddamned
Who've put themselves
In our

And we in the end
Resist and you are
bursting out and now
Shall rule the

Sin, not
Will rule this
Cold
Will win fight
The fire in your head
It brings an end