Luyện nghe bài hát Falseface

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

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

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

War raging beside roaring seas,
While you still pray on knees.
Beg the blades don't 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 storm of a bloody summers gale.

Twenty thousand leagues fade,
heed the bloody raid.
Through the cracks this blood dim,
No black souls show 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 along the ground,
figure, unholy sounds.
Waste days upon the trench,
Bleeding the only stench.

These bodies feel dead, but with they run
From the fire of the holy gun.
It strikes you down, you know 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.
Bleed dry you ****er
Bleed ****ing sky dry