Luyện nghe bài hát Whoring After Gods

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

built upon,
Babylons,
technology,
biology.

Nursing the callings; divine stress; fundamental flaws,
The infrastructures slow rust to the rebuilding,
Run the numbers on the of this faith based placebo,
You crawl so low to this higher you hum the devil's alibi,
And if there be a road which no map can trace the of,
Than here we take our exit and gut our pagans for the plunder,
These soft stories 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 divine stasis of his coil,
And the fall that he mates of the sky will wreck his 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 graven and go whoring after gods.

Cities upon,
Babylons,
economies,
Gods and deeds.