Luyện nghe bài hát I am the Thorn

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

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

Like carpet bombs in vast
My blood with the beasts
Though no crescent, cross or wandering
Shalt witness my

of jackal in the Vatican
To a flock
I have behind the drapes
And a there is not

Just a white blackened by
Singing weapons have led
A faith that soon dominions
kingdoms of the dead

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

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

Tangled are the
That spare the heart
the waking grasp of rapists
In the

that strive so far
For a grown from reach
That love is fabled
To be missing from peaks

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

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

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

I am the
I am the
I am the

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

Saint disgustus, president
Great white of a shark eyed people
Lights of the world now and die

Impaled in the in the paling face
Where forked tongues pricked the
Choking on words as I slither to their ear
As lightning their blinded minds

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

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

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

I am the
I am the
I am the