Luyện nghe bài hát Death Messiah

Did protons and create the earth?
Or did Allah meditate and create birth?
Is everyday in this a curse?
Or should I pray on my knees and it's dirt?
(yeah)
I don't know if there's a I'm here,
I feel the only thing that's driving me is and fear.
(yeah)
And seeing to me conceivably near,
So I don't give a fuck what you think me reachin for beer.
(Damn)
I don't worry anymore what my friends do,
I a more urgent matter to attend to.
Is something there bigger when I die and vanish?
That weaves and everything into a canvas?
I'm not enough to think I have a resolution,
I'll never be a man mediocre constitution.
My father told me blood and power intoxicate,
And that tyranny is a of his father's hate.

I the guilt and the sins of the father,
And recognize what's built and what from the author.
man is not a machine,
He need a surface and a purpose and a for being.
Either way I'm going to with my fam',
if that's a dream of a ridiculous man.
And I'm becoming more every day,
So naturally all the questions faded away.
Some of the that I said I hated to say,
But yourself mother fucker you made it this way.
I don't think I even if I was able to stay,
I don't think you could I would sit to the and pray.
But got to deal with thyself,
If they cut another for the material wealth.
If it's a problem are you man enough to deal with the
Or are you destined for the darkness of concealing
(yeah)

I'm trying to deal the thirty years I spent in prison,
Not the physical, of existentialism.
Ive backed into a previously dead deposition,
When all I ever had to do is repent and listen.
Why cant everybody me alone,
I'm the only one who'd really to see that Ive grown.
You ain't smart to see what I know,
Id like to stab myself and let me fuckin bleed I go.
But I'm too scared what would on the other side,
Trying to fight the fight how many of us died?
I don't if I trust the people that hang with me.
Is it God, or is it the big bang
I know some really good people and they slang me,
But I don't think that comically they hang really.
At thirty years old I don't have yet,
And I ain't got out of the of the beast yet.