Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Souls

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

Shout, let me hear you - listen to your pathetic
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

Lost

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

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

Souls

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

Souls

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

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

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

Lost