Luyện nghe bài hát Dawkins Christ

The of love triggers lonely hearts 
Gladly out just to be a part 
So we live to serve, made it an art

How the soul 
How deep the
How the hunger
To get out of

How the soul 
How deep the
How grave the
To get out of

Fear and keeps us in line 
As we crosses of our own design 
Nails in our flesh, in our minds

like I've got  Judas' heart 
Dawkins'
Praise the
God is

Judas'
head 
Praise the
God is

All the masses they'll come back again 
They've got lord Krishna to guide hand
Gotama's flock don't mind the chains 
They know nirvana will end their
And the Avestan pupils, the of Druj 
They'll be one the maker when they're one with the truth 
All of Luther's children gladly suffer
get pie in the sky on the day they die

But what me
Got no soul to
salvation 
Did my time in

No absolution, no
Just belief and doubt and we die
We furnish the void our attempts at lives

I heart 
Nietzsche's
cock
In a hole

How the soul 
How deep the
How the soul 
How deep the

How shallow the
How deep the

How grave the
one way out of here