Luyện nghe bài hát Strange

your order is your
your your peace
your is your blasphemy
your famine is feast
destruction is your
your woman and your
I fear falling sanctuary's
soon to be beast
I believe in something
the are closing in
us one by one
the angels of the churches
of the sun
silent lay the lamb
the and the gun
I believe the gates
are to everyone
I believe in strange
Prophets and angels fall the altar
is the grip of the hand of the brave
pray for the bleeding that lie in the
for the dying that lie in their graves
submission through and fear
is not what I had in
and my blood has run far too
among the of you all
and I'm afraid I have
for you
a symphony of
a watchful eye
a of agony
pours from the sky
the dancers of
go spinning by
I to understand
the reason why
I believe in strange
strange song of mine