Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Souls

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

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

Souls

Holding on to an illusion based upon a
The leading 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 you preaching - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we got a choice
Shout, let me hear you - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we got a choice

Souls

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

Lost

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

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

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

Lost