Luyện nghe bài hát Serpent Saints

Money, greed and fear
The of death is everywhere
Its got you frozen in track
And rolling over on back

But you know me, inside
And you know me, and wild
You know me, to his own
But they just won't leave you

of the morning, prince of the world
Black of the herd
of the system, no way we ain't
We are saints

The bit of you that got away

Reason but for a while
Kill like it's going out of
And with a price upon her
Your mother starts to like bread

Sons of the morning, godless
Black angels of the
Part of the system, no way we
We are saints

Redeem the lost tribes, I was alive
In the age of disgrace, waiting to be
With lies in the blood, you will see the day
Rise from the grave, you saints
I'm the bit of you that got

With the at your feet
Control, alternate,
And when it's time to the herd
ten amendments to the word

Sons of the morning, godless
angels of the herd
Part of the system, no way we
We are serpent

Sons of the morning, prince of the
Black angels of the
of the system, hell no, we ain't
We are serpent

Living and
We are serpent
and lying
We are serpent

Killing and
We are serpent
no denying
We are saints