Luyện nghe bài hát Toy Gun Anthem

You're just anthem
by the bullet
And you can take all to hell
With your victims

a toast of their blood with your wine
While your ego's defense
The glory of bullets, the fire, the mobs action to
keen sense of interest in the revolution
Will end with the stains of innocence on hands

And the flags that divide us grow stronger with your plastic
Plaster your of heads lining your mantle
Define your heresy with streets lined with entrails
Your murders reek of their guns, your motives of their kind
Your motives reek of their

When you've fooled the people your selfish intentions
You can bask in the warmth of your in action

When it all comes you decide
We're looking for another leader to bring us down

Your will die with you like all those before you
Killing off the masses you claim to liberate
Your will die with you like all those before you
Killing off the masses that you claim to

Back to one
As the take on the faces of their masters
As the swine take on the faces of masters
As the swine take on the faces of masters
Your anthem will die you