Luyện nghe bài hát The Super-Natural

These of depression are torturing me
The lives that I've won't breathe again
A sad child of madness, never be free
Born again to die, the agonies
And soldiers keep coming, like they die
But gangland's alive when cry
'Cause hate's blind addictions, a machine
And it burns on the of shattered lives
Lost child, lost
The seeds of all evil are in their minds
And harvest the sad of woe
'Cause dead boys are martyrs that on forever
But now too late for their souls
And on sanities too fragile edge
And worship the, 'Lord of the
And wade through the you've made of thy brother
And drown in his then when he dies
You see in their
They're the lost
See in their
You see in eyes
the lost child
See in eyes
Don't turn out the lights 'cause there's in the night
And prey on the fears in us all
They inside and wait and they shun the light of day
The screams in their fill us all
of the night
Such a sad they rhyme
The bloody boys that sing a wicked
And for all of they're just memories in the wind
and see
It's the dawn of
of the gates of fire
And the Heretic has
You have to be afraid
I, till I come to get ya
And child in
On the swords edge you
And a spell of Heresy
And die in
Like a wild dog in
And no one can or set you free
You see in their
They're the child
See in their
You see in eyes
They're the lost
See in eyes