Luyện nghe bài hát Fates

He has with no compassion
To make decisions a passion
He's got his yacht, he's got his
He's got his servants, he's got

They keep on talking, they're all so
They keep us walking, they so loud
They value their only crown
Hey yeah,

got his factories, he's got his slaves
He's got his prophets, he our cave
He has his prisons, he has his
He's has his judges, have our fate

They divide nations, preach the heart
manipulation right from the start
They permission, others do their part
Oh hey,

He's got his cars, got his books
He knows it's urgent, the are hook
got his weakness, we got his number
And we will be there next he plunders

I'm gonna you one by one
here is on the run
I'm gonna you, you got to know
No, hey yeah, it's all slavery,
all slavery

Hey, hey, yeah,
Hey, hey, yeah,
Hey, hey,