Luyện nghe bài hát Mhs

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

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

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