Luyện nghe bài hát Greed

Not am I for the blood
Of of thy greed
My hunger can't be
With the of thy Nazarene

No gilded streets of Heaven's
me in thy speech
No mother doth condone
All your pillage, war and
War and

But know that all oceans
Worth of waters holy
Won't change the course of
That runs of me
My blood ever skyward
And pools thy black is white

For wouldst thou not came at my
With sword of thy truth
Strike me down on my bended
For thy so soothe

My blood flows skyward
And where thy black is white
Alone, am I to raise my
In the starless forest