Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Souls

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

Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to pathetic
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 got a choice

Lost

Holding on to an illusion upon a tale
The ladder's leading down to Hell, our are now for sale
Weak and helpless on our we're looking at the sky
Time will run, the blood will flow as 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 pathetic
Shout, let us your story, now that we haven't got a choice

Souls

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

Lost

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

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

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

Lost