Luyện nghe bài hát Preacher, Preacher

So who do we have here - On a Sunday
I can see your fear -Mister Holier-than-thou
You open your to pray - Give you one last warning
If I turn your to stone, tell me - Who will save you now?

us not into temptation
Taste it, be
Take you desire

Preacher,
You sexy
The things I'll ya
When you are

Preacher,
The truth eat ya
So let me ya
And I'll blow your

Hands raised to the sky - for salvation
But be achin' for fire when you're on your knees
Turn you into what you - Heaven's condemnation
Seduction or submission - all the same to me

Drink the wine of pain or
my judgment in
Choke on all sins

Preacher,
You sexy
The things I'll ya
you are mine

Preacher,
The truth eat ya
So let me ya
And I'll blow mind

Preacher,
You sexy
The things I'll ya
you are mine

Preacher,
The will eat ya
So let me ya
And I'll blow your

Now your victim comes for
I will the sword
Thrust it a roar

Preacher,
You sexy
The things I'll ya
you are mine

Preacher,
The will eat ya
So let me ya
And I'll blow mind

Preacher,
You creature
The things I'll ya
When you are

Preacher,
The truth eat ya
So let me ya
I'll blow your

Preacher,
Can I ya?
Preacher,