Luyện nghe bài hát Whoring After Gods

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

Cities upon,
Babylons,
technology,
biology.

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

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

Cities upon,
Babylons,
economies,
Gods and deeds.