Luyện nghe bài hát Prophet Of Pestilence

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

out of nowhere
Like a new child he comes
With wisdom than the world
Some to be lone
So that we will
This force messiah made of

He says come with me eternity
Share this with me...

of pestilence
Holding on to the sounds of the weak
Forces of tyranny in the
In the dreams they will rise on

The angels
With eyes of last
And they will fall down on knees
The sign of the
Is in
To manipulate the wars

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

Prophet of
Holding on to the of the weak without
Forces of tyranny in the
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
on to the sounds of the weak without
Forces of in the night
In the he will rise right on

of pestilence
A disease in the railway noone
Around and around go
Carousel of of darks betrayal