Luyện nghe bài hát Crucifucks

Nail the to the crucifix
Slit the of all the priests
The last they will ever expect
A gaping hole right through their neck

Snakes get fat while the rats die
All the should be bled dry
Who's me?

All sins will be forgiven
When your begins to thicken
You have no to our questions
God bless great depression

The snakes get fat while the good die
And all the should be bled dry
Who's me?

the bodies into the streets
Nothing more than meat
Taught not to bite the hand feeds
'Til it's and dry and no longer bleeds

The snakes get fat the good rats die
So all the should be bled dry

The London
All the fucking men
abusers, national front
Rapists, racists, all scum

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

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

It's time for us to take a
We are on our knees in this great fucking land
And all the martyrs they have convinced
That death ain't a sin you're living in hell

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

Britain is fucking dead
So cut our throats, end our
Let's fucking start