Luyện nghe bài hát Mhs

up the beacons.
I'm sending out the signal because your revolution ends.
The lampstand of unholy
ritual for the sirens will wail.
Enough, heard enough of all your
promises. Your have made my stomach turn.
Enough, I've had of all your
crusades. throne is swallowed by the earth.
From the gallows to the grave, from their halos the guilty hang.
From the gallows to the grave, from their halos the guilty hang.

Your unearthing,
Your are peeling back to reveal your devilry.
In blood runs the writing on walls are crumbling.
So will it take for the sheep to say.
Enough, I've heard of all your
promises. Your deeds have made my turn.
Enough, had enough of all your
crusades. Your throne becomes a in the earth.
From the to the grave, from their halos the guilty will hang.
From the gallows to the grave, from their halos the guilty hang.

By your own you're hanging high.
By your own rope hanging high.
high.
You wear your hunger to the oppressor
jewels of the crown on your head.
No mercy is when mercy's not given.
Your halo hang you instead.
From the gallows to the grave, from their halos the will hang.
From the gallows to the grave, from their the guilty will hang.
You your hunger to play the oppressor
Like jewels of the crown on head.
No mercy is shown when not given.
From their the guilty they will hang