Luyện nghe bài hát Serpent Saints

Money, greed and constant
The smell of is everywhere
Its got you frozen in your
And rolling on your back

But you know me, inside
And you me, godless and wild
You know me, to his own
But they just leave you alone

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

The little bit of you that got

Reason but for a while
Kill like going out of style
And with a price her head
Your mother starts to look bread

of the morning, godless absurd
Black of the herd
of the system, no way we ain't
We are serpent

Redeem the tribes, I was buried alive
In the age of disgrace, waiting to be
With lies in the blood, you never see the day
Rise from the grave, you serpent
I'm the bit of you that got

With the at your feet
Control, alternate,
And when time to thin the herd
Make ten amendments to the

Sons of the morning, godless
Black angels of the
of the system, no way we ain't
We are saints

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

and dying
We are serpent
and lying
We are saints

Killing and
We are serpent
There's no
We are serpent