Luyện nghe bài hát Feed The Children (Book Of Lies)

You sow the seeds of chumps
And reap the weak Bible thumps
You cross T's and dot your eyes
To fill the with vapid lies

judging ways are sick to death
Your ignorance and praying
You from a confused land
That toils and dies to

We're born in pain and trapped in
Our empty lives in rooms
The empties guilty minds
While cries for help face shutting

These all scream for me to see
And disregard the ills of
fairy tales are memorized
And spew from mouths with empty

No feeling, good book it away
Another preacher fakes to focus on plates
Another to masturbate
In book of by ivory gates

lost, you'll never find
A flock of sheep rotting minds
The is suffering
2000 and more in time

And no one knows just to do
And soon they'll set their on you
The all hide in mass
(While)
They cook the books, revise the

The winners write the lying
In a brave new we're locked in homes
That pharmacize for proles
digs us down in deeper holes

(The)
Progress comes in waves
The swings broad for blood it craves
The pawns still toil for dreams
We televise their screams

sadness, nothing to do but pray
Another victim dies, moral suicide
"No more book of lies of food"
The cried

You're lost, you'll find
Between the pews the rotting
No trust, the that bind
The little lies that burn and

(In)
nature's greed and lust
Our hopes and decay to dust
Confusion their lies is rife
We're beneath our debts in life

I'm told I've the wrong mistake
But am I supposed to take?
The fabric frays, the are loose
We're sick of lies and mind