Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Souls

Sinners on their chance to strike. to let die
To reap the harvest of work, now it's time to crucify
Crawling under of blama, in their hands they've got your fate
Now we've lost the of man, misjudged by laws we hate

Shout, let me hear you - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we got a choice
Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your
Shout, let us your story, now that we haven't got a choice

Lost

Holding on to an illusion based upon a
The ladder's down to Hell, our souls are now for sale
and helpless on our knees we're looking at the sky
Time will run, the will flow as life is passing by

Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your
Shout, let us hear your story, now we haven't got a choice
Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a

Lost

Truth be the same when one is born
no reason in the world, but we are movin' on
Cursed by the of God
Bright - hope eyes
If everyone had a chose, religion would fade at

Lost

One day we will understand there are no in this race
Caused by religion thoughts, we'll vanish without a trace
With one hand on the book, you're reaching for a gun
Put your hands together, praise the lord for what he has

Shout, let me hear you preaching - to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a
Shout, let me hear you preaching - to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now we haven't got a choice

Truth won't be the when one is born
There's no reason in the world, but we are on
by the palm of God
Bright - hope blinded
If had a chose, religion would fade at dawn

Souls