Luyện nghe bài hát Sex Religion

Repent, repent, repent ye

What do you think you got, you thought you had a lot
But all feelings are dead?
And who do you think you are, when you're reaching for the
But all your feelings are

Must you make a decision, between sex and
Why you love God in your bed?

Well, christ is in your bed tonight, to bring you back from the dead

How are you fight for what you think is right
If all feelings are dead?
And what can you know of love, from the of a child to the heavens above
When all your are dead?

It's a tragic condition, sex and religion, a manic mess in your head

(chorus)

Jesus christ, or any son of the light
all your feelings are dead

Resurrection!

I my hands high up into the air
Get down on my and start-a-prayin'
When love in, my body begins
I my promised land comin', but I gotta go to hell now
And those creatures, evangelist
The ones that take money, for the of hope
Well, they are dangerous, I'm not
Brain washing us, and not gonna take it

(solo)

I just know, oh, lord, how it is so
How is it that you can my sins away?
Oh, lord tell me, so I can see the light
I don't anybody can take my sins away

How can the be known, if we got little black holes in our souls
And all our feelings are

Are we imprisoned by sex and
Or is God the one that's in our mess?

(chorus)

christ, or any son of the heatless light
To bring you from the dead

So now folks, when you kneel to pray
Blow a little to the hypocrites
Good God knows when you turn the cheek
Which direction you're it

[holy shit. holy jesus christ, I hurt your brain, hah, god, steve, oh
my fingers are numb, now
yeah, they're
can I my brain of oxygen? ]