Luyện nghe bài hát Fire of Heaven

(chorus)
Fire descends on in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount

Fire descends on high in the shape of a
Burn the of pride and ride on to Mount Zion

Rub me the way, taking the highway
Rubbing sticks but your fire's man-made
on hot air, soar like an airplane
Yearn to rise in the sky quick high like
False pride is but you've got nothing to gain
Babylon's buildings raise like
Drowning in their
Explosion the pin in the hand grenade
stain blowing up
In own domain
crackers ooh and aah
But they never

Fires
are dancing
Don't burn the house
Heavenly fire only resides on an altar made from the

(chorus)

One of eyes
But see two things
One person cries but the one sings
You walk around like owes you something
Take you got, thank G-d for all that life brings
The poor man has it all but not content anything
While the rich man's hands are empty but he's like a king

Fires
Flames are
Don't the house down
Heavenly fire only resides on an altar from the ground

Backpacks's getting heavy, moving at a steady
bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist
Making way, run in
There is no to taste what you ate
We be grateful Got a plateful
Fire burns like ice morsels falling fire rain

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