Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Cloud Of Islam

I'm sick to the of the news on the screen
of hisbullah and jihad the obscene
whose men the bombs and then live feeling free
to watch and children be killed on T.V.
which satan delivers a child a curse
in the name of a worn out of verse
I've not read the book so I cannot
but I'd bet Salman Rushdie is about right
underneath the black cloud of
What kind of publicity so much blood
that's not for some sad god
selling himself as a two-bit
as the expect in sentencing cousins to
and what of god can this be anyway
that you to prostrate to him five times a day
with hate in heart and a gun in your hand
is the only thing to understand
underneath the cloud of islam?
and the butchers who've got all this blood on their
are the ones who need god to be where he stands
blessing kidnapping, murder and war
with books written hundreds of before
and woman in veils walking behind
doesn't sit easy in my
it of oppression and no other choice
that rigid compliance with the voice
underneath the cloud of islam
You can put a lead bullet clean through guitar
'cos I'm not with the story so far
sharing a with the nutters of god
is as good as being six feet the sod
words that are written are all to say
and these are the latest are anyway
and I am the prophet so don't me
I'm the same as the old ones that I'm free
to give you a piece of my mind is this
the worst of jehovas blind witlessnesses
with your in the door of the deepest abyss
which is underneath the black cloud of