Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Souls

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

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

Souls

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

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

Souls

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

Lost

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

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

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

Souls