Luyện nghe bài hát God's Old Snake

Hangman to all
Make peace
For earth lays on her deathbed
Death's echoes

What pale
in the shadow
Great revelling in pox
That feeds on

old snake
We ask for a
A
A vision of
or blood from

We have to the ends of the earth
Slouched towards
With drawn

So take your bitter pill and wait until
The of flesh
of princes
Wine of

We are
The redeemer
Who the word of the devil
In the of man

If there is a watcher the earth
Wake him his fateless sleep
Through the glorious voids of heaving
Souls of fire, me

I have at the top of the world
Shook the four winds and your name
Walked dusty on holy hills
Gazed upon black and pressed holy flesh