Luyện nghe bài hát The Heretic

These of depression are torturing me
The lives that seen won't breathe again
A sad child of madness, they'll be free
Born again to die, the begin

And soldiers keep coming, like warriors die
But gangland's when mothers cry
'Cause hate's blind addictions, a killing
And it burns on the fuel of lives

Lost child, child

The of all evil are sown in their minds
And harvest the sad of woe
'Cause dead boys are martyrs that on forever
But now it's too late for souls

And on sanities too fragile edge
And worship the, 'Lord of the
And wade through the slaughter you've of thy brother
And drown in his blood when he dies

You see in eyes
They're the child
See in eyes

You see in eyes
the lost child
See in their

Don't out the lights 'cause there's demons in the night
And prey on the fears in us all
They hide inside and and they shun the light of day
The screams in their dreams us all

Children of the
Such a sad tune rhyme
The bloody boys that sing a wicked
And for all of them they're just memories in the

and see
It's the of insanity
Keeper of the gates of

And the Heretic has
You don't to be afraid
I, till I come to get ya

And in time
On the swords you ride
And cast a of Heresy

And die in
a wild dog in chains
And no one can or set you free

You see in their
the lost child
See in their

You see in their
They're the lost
See in eyes