Luyện nghe bài hát Prod

Emotions us troubling,
The inside us escalating,
The sickness us keeps us weak,
The masses inside of us they are bleeding,
The calling us sick with greed,
The voices calling to us we're not listening

Cannot the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the
Swat at the flies omit

The inside us posturing,
The pollution of us suffocating me,
The inside us menacing
The will that's inside of us its end is coming

Cannot the obvious
up cattle and cut the necks
Drain us of life and the mess

Wash me off inside, me off inside

We're killing killers
Goddamn we up the circumstance,
Too late to us from ourselves,
Callous against trust and confidence,
Too late to a damn now
Too late to save us ourselves, too late to make it all go away,
Too late to beg pardons from the mother, too late to a damn

Now sit and wait

wait for the coming. of the end
Wait for the the killing the ending the plight of man
Deserving no mercy by god's hand,
It's okay the ending it's no more pain .

Emotion the hatred the sickness the