Luyện nghe bài hát Falseface

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

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

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

War keeps raging roaring seas,
While you pray on bloody knees.
Beg the blades skin you alive,
God save you so ****ing hide!

Blood 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.
the cracks this blood runs dim,
No black souls show any grim.

Trapped in lies are these 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 you're done,
Product of to your "heavenly son".

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