Luyện nghe bài hát Falseface

fraternity,
Birth of disaster.
Bless god, and call him master!

Burn the heavens, without,
no mercy, primal shout.
Derange this face, of light,
Man God the modern Christ.

Your wretched beliefs, we lies,
your religion slowly die.
Feel your spill on the cross,
sections forever lost.

War keeps beside roaring seas,
While you pray on bloody knees.
Beg the blades don't you alive,
God won't save you so hide!

Blood runs dry the sands,
massacre, 40 000 men.
Blood red eyes, tell some tale.
through the raging storm of a summers gale.

Twenty leagues slowly fade,
Forever heed the raid.
Through the cracks this blood dim,
No more black show any grim.

in lies are these bonds that ties,
Free your soul, the dead and die!
You see no more, no care.
Blood once again everywhere.

Lay guns along the ground,
Glorified figure, sounds.
Waste these days the trench,
fear the only stench.

These bodies feel dead, but with they run
From the rapid fire of the gun.
It you down, you know you're done,
of praying to your "heavenly son".

You run to hide but no place,
You are the of the human race.
As you run is no hope,
is the end, it's your time to choke.
Bleed dry you ****er
Bleed ****ing sky dry