Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Souls

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

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

Lost

Holding on to an illusion based upon a
The ladder's leading down to Hell, our souls are now for
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 that we haven't got a
Shout, let me you preaching - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we got a choice

Souls

Truth won't be the same one is born
no reason in the world, but we are movin' on
Cursed by the of God
- hope blinded eyes
If everyone had a chose, religion would fade at

Souls

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

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

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 - blinded eyes
If everyone had a chose, religion would at dawn

Lost