Luyện nghe bài hát Prophet Of Pestilence

["You me if I had a god-complex.
Let me tell you I am God!"]

From out of
Like a new born he comes
With wisdom greater than the
need to be lone
So we will follow
This force made of lights

He says come with me into
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Prophet of
Holding on to the of the weak without
of tyranny in the night
In the they will rise right on

The calling
With burning of last
And they will down on their knees
The of the cross
Is in
To the holy wars

He ride the sky, into oblivion
Leave all you behind...

of pestilence
Holding on to the of the weak without
of tyranny in the night
In the he will rise right on

Prophet of
A in the railway with noone
and around they go
Carousel of of dark betrayal

Prophet of
Holding on to the sounds of the without
Forces of tyranny in the
In the dreams he rise right on

Prophet of
A disease in the with noone
Around and they go
Carousel of emotions of darks