Luyện nghe bài hát Muhammad

I see at the end of his life,
The devil bird his mouth
He had the sweetest songs to me
I see collecting our blood,
and John's in the black wall
He was sad, but he was free

And I see four horsemen, four
Four arms of a cross leaning you
You were spending all Sundays counting
And I see twenty demons for man
Who asleep next to his fortune
He is stone and you are stone and I am

And I'm wrestling the blue-skinned
His pulling veins are
Rivers of
And I'm talking to the ten man
the axe in his hand
For some he knows me

I see Babylon out on the floor
Don't know whether I wake him
His alarm is ringing out my ear
I see six directions all at one
And seven now surround me
A hundred years of never knowing what like

My memory's a no cheat
His fertile crescent greed is to sting my tongue
Now I'm looking for a sun God
a straight-eye shot
Yeah he owes me favors

Well I see corporations our souls,
heaven out of business
Anything to kill the
And I see eleven year waving their guns,
Fighting wars their fathers
Just to make an honest living
And seen twenty years inside of this trench,
Passing time and dodging
Well it's fine if you can the violence
But see death before I see any rest,
Maybe the way it should be
So I think it's best to just my eyes