Luyện nghe bài hát The Insult Circus

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

why the insults to my
there is no point without
blaming God for of men
you don't understand
some feeble point or shock
who do you
you profit off pain
and bite the hand that to aid lies
ego...knowledge: who knows?
solution: zero...your goal: oh so

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

and the named after the cow disease
so proud if without sin then go ahead
cast your two in and half the bands in the
berkley mag on the bandwagon of the insult
of all the wrongs you slag the rights and us to your purpose
if you're so wise then solve my
you ask more (and more, and more, and...)
needless and my troubles double
us something we can use
you only to confuse

this song is meant to directly
to who speak of God
though they so little of him