Luyện nghe bài hát God's Old Snake

Hangman to all
Make your
For earth lays on her deathbed
rattle echoes

What pale
Lurks in the
Great revelling in pox
That on filth

God's old
We ask for a
A
A vision of
or blood from

We have been to the of the earth
towards Bethlehem
With daggers

So take your pill and wait until dawn
The pound of
of princes
Wine of

We are
The golden
Who wrote the word of the
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 stood at the top of the
Shook the winds and called your name
Walked dusty on holy hills
Gazed upon black effigies and holy flesh