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

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

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

We're born in pain and trapped in
Our empty in empty rooms
The Bible guilty minds
While cries for help shutting blinds

These blind all for me to see
And disregard the ills of
These fairy tales are
And spew mouths with empty eyes

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

You're lost, you'll never
A flock of with rotting minds
The cost is
years and more in time

And no one knows just to do
And soon set their sites on you
The ignorant all in mass
(While)
cook the books, revise the past

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

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

Such sadness, to do but pray
victim dies, another moral suicide
"No book of lies instead of food"
The cried

You're lost, you'll find
Between the the rotting mind
No trust, the ties that
The little lies burn and blind

(In)
nature's greed and lust
Our hopes and dreams decay to
Confusion from their is rife
We're crushed beneath our in life

I'm told made the wrong mistake
But what am I supposed to
The fabric frays, the are loose
We're of lies and mind abuse