Luyện nghe bài hát I am the Thorn

The in the eye of the hurricane
The poison in the
The in the coffin of the profane
I am the lot

the fire
That weaves inside my
When dripping of hate
Envenomed,

Like bombs in vast bazaars
My blood runs the beasts
Though no crescent, cross or star
witness my defeat

Born of in the Vatican
To a loathsome
I have crept behind the
And a wizard is not

Just a white flag by
weapons that have led
A faith that dominions over
Desert of the dead

I smell the du malcontent
The hellish stench of Judas in the

Bouquets for and twisted law
Handmaidens of a war
Bring on a roses more
I am the

are the thickets
That spare the virgin
From the waking of rapists
In the

Mountaineers that so far
For a Heaven grown from
That love is fabled
To be missing their peaks

Save in one tower
the presence of a rod
Stays the sleeping
From the prying of the mob

I the fleur du malcontent
The hellish of Judas in the dozens

Bouquets for greed and law
Handmaidens of a war
on a thousand roses more
I am the

I am the
I am the
I am the

I am the Spear of
The sword of
Kali up in arms, a sinus
The of the gods in the prophet's teeth
I am the

disgustus, president evil
Great white hopes of a shark people
of the world now flicker and die

Impaled in the race in the paling
Where tongues pricked the skies
Choking on these words as I slither to ear
As lightning strikes blinded minds

I am not the of god
I am the
I am not the of god
I am the

Territorial
Ever stealing for religious causes
I will bring you all to your knees
And fuck you

Bouquets for greed and law
Handmaidens of a war
Bring on a thousand roses
I am the

I am the
I am the
I am the