Luyện nghe bài hát Dawkins Christ

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

How shallow the
How the fear 
How grave the
To get out of

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

Fear and hate us in line 
As we climb of our own design 
Nails in our flesh, hammers in our

Feels I've got  Judas' heart 
Dawkins'
the lord 
God is

Judas'
head 
Praise the
God is

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

But about me
Got no to sell
Refused
Did my time in

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

I heart 
soul 
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In a god-shaped

How the soul 
How the fear 
How shallow the
How the fear 

How shallow the
How the fear 

How grave the
one way out of here