Luyện nghe bài hát God, His Son & Holy Whore

Serpent speaks to me
Of a man from land
How gods are enemies
But I understand

Hippocratic voice of
of peace and Christ
Blasphemer of gods
One thousand years of

hold their swords to our throats
And force-feed us with
god, his son and holy whore
But now we

Prophets of a false
with tongue of ice
Threaten us hell beneath
Now we

Turn the blade
Put the oppressors
Turn the around
Put the oppressors
Put down

yourselves from the chains
Of lies that you down
to be free again
We'll fight we have won

Priests of love
Talk of peace and
Power is only goal
Now they all die

Turn the around
Put the down
Turn the blade
Put the oppressors

with us and you will feel
A pain so true yet so
Mess with us, you feel
A pain so true yet so
So

Yeah, use your hate,
Christian state meet its fate

God, his son holy whore
Now you will your fate