Luyện nghe bài hát Gog: Kings Of The North

Son of Man, set thy face him, O Gog, O Gog.
I will put hooks into jaws and bring you forth.
I will bring you forth and all your to be devoured.
O Gog, O Gog.
O Gog, I am you.
O Gog, die in truth.
I will summon kind of terror to cleanse the land.
I will send the fire upon your nation of hands.
Gather for the sacrificial that I prepare
And you shall eat the flesh and the blood of all dead.
O Gog, I am you.
O Gog, die in truth.
I pour my spirit on the House of Israel
So that all the nations may me,
When, you, O Gog,
I vindicate my holiness their eyes,
Before eyes.
O Israel, I defend you.
O Israel, I avenge you.
O Gog, walk on fire, on fire.
Come into the land that is brought back the sword.
And they shall ascend upon her a storm.
A cloud to the land,
The is over command.
The spoil is oil, the is oil.
The tyrant needs her walls,
And as she the curtain falls.
Kings of the North, of the North.
Rising his lusting eyes
She is brought to the slaughter.
Gold has to black at last,
She is the of war.
what isn't real,
For a comes only to steal.
The spoil is oil, the is oil.
The iron curtain and seals,
The dream, the killing fields.
The killing fields, the fields.