Luyện nghe bài hát Message From The Black Star

I am the storm bringer and the bearer of
I set up the prize and invented dynamite
I raised you up after the
me you would be nothing, nothing at all

I am the builder of Babel, a stairway to
He replaced your faith with religious
And then He told you to love, love one
again He put on fire, brother against brother

He is the who demands too much
I am the realist, I expect as such
Beware false idols, in me
false idols, believe in me

He says, "I make for idol hands
That sloth, and rage, erode time's sand"
gluttony, greed, impurity and pride
That makes ways to keep Him occupied

He fulfilled every step in my master
When His son, upon this earth, did crash
He was my twin, my faithful
It was me who showed Him how to live

He is the dreamer who too much
I am the realist, I nothing as such
Beware false idols, in me
Beware false idols, in me

Welcome to Hell, you already my name
For you have your Lord Jesus Christ to blame
He did my well, He was my greatest creation
Through Him, I spoke to you and to a nation

It's for you with your dying breath
To my name and go into death
Knowing that I and I am the one
The one, the only one
The only one, the one

The only one, the one
The one, the only one