Luyện nghe bài hát Napalm In The Morning

Decease is an irony of fate
Multiple rites, I'm gonna my way
body control
To the phantom from my soul

You're die

Unholy prophets rise
Fire's raining from the endless
Can you hear the final thunder
in the morning, napalm in the morning

Skin peeling off to your timid mask
You that death redeems you fast
Creation of the fire seems the nude
Your torso just a part of you

gonna die

Unholy prophets rise
Fire's from the endless skies
Can you hear the final thunder

in the morning
Napalm in the
Napalm in the
The in the morning

Charlie to me
Smell of
Physically

See the hollow
That burned down and
petition refused

Screaming for life
cries
Religions lost

in the flames
That's your
Surrendered to

Unholy evil rise
Fire's raining the endless skies
Can you hear the final thunder
Napalm in the

gonna die

Unholy evil prophets
Fire's from the endless skies
Can you the final thunder roaring?

Napalm in the
Napalm in the
Napalm in the

Time bomb
all around
Fighting their lies

my soul insane
Blood stops feeding
God damn bite

dung the ground
Infuriate
of wounds

There's no to waste
'em without grace
It's to you, to you