Luyện nghe bài hát Crucifucks

Nail the bodies to the
the throats of all the priests
The last smile they will ever
A gaping hole running right their neck

Snakes get fat while the good die
All the should be bled dry
with me?

All your will be forgiven
When your blood to thicken
You no answers to our questions
God bless great depression

The snakes get fat the good rats die
And all the pigs should be dry
with me?

Throw the bodies into the
Nothing more than rotten
Taught not to bite the hand that
'Til it's cold and dry and no bleeds

The snakes get fat while the good die
So all the pigs should be dry

The metropolitan
All the fucking men
Child abusers, national
Rapists, racists, all fucking

And they hand in hand
To rape our and pleasant land
Dust to dust, earth to
The new born babies drowned at

And there's no for England's son
They're nine years old and they all guns
Take out your crowbars, out your knives
Drain out your blood, we all to die

It's for us to take a stand
We are dying on our knees in this great fucking
And all the martyrs they have themselves
That death ain't a sin when living in hell

There ain't no glory and ain't no hope
We will hang ourselves show us the rope
ain't no scapegoats left to blame
We this on ourselves, we could have been the change

Great is fucking dead
So cut our throats, end our
Let's fucking again