Luyện nghe bài hát Whoring After Gods

She altered the in passing to her deliverance,
The venom of envy to the serpents fangs,
She leans against the of this desperate authority,
Proclaims all mine it always was; I want it back.

Cities upon,
Babylons,
technology,
biology.

Nursing the callings; divine stress; fundamental flaws,
The infrastructures slow to the rapacious rebuilding,
Run the on the crash of this faith based placebo,
You crawl so low to this higher you hum the devil's alibi,
And if there be a which no map can trace the soul of,
Than here we will take our and gut our pagans for the plunder,
soft stories they have no center they are ripe for retelling,
New gods curry new bibles and new blood for their alters.

Greater heavens await the wings of devouter angels,
So mine your stomachs growl down to acid alphabet,
This is a first son's illusion a serpent on the of your ambitions,
But this profane wrath wont weather the stasis of his mortal coil,
And the that he mates of the sky will wreck his skill for flight,
The sidewalks of paradise will soak and these crash landings,
But the medicine powdered from your bone wont the holy,
So we will bait our graven image and go after gods.

burnt upon,
Babylons,
economies,
Gods and deeds.