Luyện nghe bài hát Preacher, Preacher

So who do we have - On a Sunday morning?
I can even see your fear -Mister
You your lips to pray - Give you one last warning
If I turn your bread to stone, tell me - Who will save you

Lead us not temptation
it, be inspired
Take what you

Preacher,
You sexy
The things teach ya
When you are

Preacher,
The will eat ya
So let me ya
And blow your mind

Hands raised to the sky - Beggin' for
But you'll be achin' for fire you're on your knees
Turn you into what you hate - Heaven's
Seduction or submission - It's all the to me

Drink the of pain or passion
Take my in
Choke on all your

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

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

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

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

Now your victim for vengeance
I will wield the
Thrust it a roar

Preacher,
You sexy
The things teach ya
When you are

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

Preacher,
You sexy
The things teach ya
you are mine

Preacher,
The will eat ya
So let me ya
blow your mind

Preacher,
Can I ya?
Preacher,