Luyện nghe bài hát Falseface

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

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

Your beliefs, we call lies,
Watch religion slowly die.
Feel blood spill on the cross,
sections forever lost.

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

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

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

Trapped in are these bonds that ties,
your soul, open the dead and die!
You see no more, no care.
once again splattered everywhere.

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

These bodies feel dead, but fear they run
From the fire of the holy gun.
It strikes you down, you know done,
of praying to your "heavenly son".

You run to hide but 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 mother
this ****ing sky dry