Luyện nghe bài hát Falseface

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

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

Your beliefs, we call lies,
Watch your religion die.
Feel your spill on the cross,
Holy sections lost.

War keeps raging roaring seas,
While you still pray on knees.
Beg the don't skin you alive,
God won't save you so hide!

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

Twenty thousand leagues fade,
Forever the bloody raid.
Through the cracks this runs dim,
No more black souls any grim.

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

Lay your guns the ground,
Glorified figure, sounds.
Waste these days the trench,
Bleeding fear the stench.

These feel dead, but with fear 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 but there's no place,
You are the last of the race.
As you run is no hope,
This is the end, it's your to choke.
Bleed dry you ****er
this ****ing sky dry