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 and all your amies 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 send the fire upon your nation of coveting hands.
for the sacrificial feast that I prepare
And you eat the flesh and drink 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 my holiness before their eyes,
Before eyes.
O Israel, I will you.
O Israel, I avenge you.
O Gog, on fire, walk on fire.
Come into the land is brought back from the sword.
And they shall ascend upon her a storm.
A to cover the land,
The sound is command.
The spoil is oil, the is oil.
The needs within her walls,
And as she bleeds the falls.
Kings of the North, of the North.
Rising from his eyes
She is forth to the slaughter.
Gold has turned to at last,
She is the of war.
Decifer what real,
For a comes only to steal.
The spoil is oil, the is oil.
The iron curtain and seals,
The final dream, the fields.
The fields, the killing fields.