Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs [Live]

Here we are in
Could be all an illusion
Who knows the times to
The years to face, the to run

We in the graven image
We in the fight to the finish
We desire the almighty
The of flesh, the golden collar
Lick the hand, we give our to dogs

Here we are in the
The blood, the sweat, the
Have made us slaves
In a that we never made

The lick your bones
The tacticians, of stone
turn us against our brothers
Make us fight and kill other
Locked in lust we put our trust in

Now we are again
The dead still look the
Who cares they're soon
gonna miss a corpse that's rotten

Your fathers, daughters, mothers and
Have been by the chosen ones
But don't forget you the choice
You made mark, you raised your voice
all the same, you're all to blame
They're all the same, you're all to
They're all the and you're to blame, you're dogs, dogs