Luyện nghe bài hát The Insult Circus

from the moment I heard your deceit and subtle lies
from the moment you me silent I burned to question: why?
why? why do you insist, you persist in blasphemy of my Lord and
take your opinions and empty home and rot
your world is so
nausea grips my stomach...I think I'm gonna
and to think I once took part in the narrowmindedness of a heart

why the to my Lord?
is no point without support
blaming God for of men
you even understand
some feeble point or effect
who do you
you profit off another's
and bite the hand that to aid lies
motive: ego...knowledge: who
zero...your goal: oh so vague

and the "millions of dead"
whoever you are mumbling and grumbling about
your music's and you're outspoken
but you have little or to say
and the boys south of heaven
who t.v. preachers with every other word
you come off so and charge $20+ for a t-shirt
hypocrisy your holds
deception reeks and bold
you care about anyone but yourself
you care less if I rot in hell
me or else.

and the band named the cow disease
so proud if you're without sin go ahead
cast two cents in and half the bands in the
berkley mag on the bandwagon of the circus
of all the you slag the rights and lose us to your purpose
if you're so wise solve my troubles
you ask more (and more, and more, and...)
needless questions and my double
give us we can use
you serve to confuse

this song is to refer directly
to those who of God
they know so little of him