Luyện nghe bài hát I am the Thorn

The needle in the eye of the
The poison in the
The nail in the of the profane
I am the lot

the fire
That weaves my soul
dripping tongues of hate
Envenomed,

Like carpet bombs in bazaars
My blood with the beasts
Though no crescent, cross or star
Shalt my defeat

Born of jackal in the
To a flock
I crept behind the drapes
And a there is not

a white flag blackened by
Singing that have led
A faith soon dominions over
Desert kingdoms of the

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

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

Tangled are the
That the virgin heart
From the waking of rapists
In the

that strive so far
For a Heaven from reach
That love herself is
To be missing their peaks

in one sole tower
Where the of a rod
Stays the sleeping
the prying fingers of the mob

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

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

I am the
I am the
I am the

I am the of Longinus
The of Damocles
Kali up in arms, a bleeding
The hammer of the in the prophet's teeth
I am the

Saint disgustus, evil
Great white hopes of a eyed 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 to their ear
As lightning strikes their minds

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

Territorial
Ever stealing thunder for causes
I will you all down to your knees
And you over

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

I am the
I am the
I am the