Luyện nghe bài hát Hell-On

God is not a
Or a guy
God is an unspecified
You cannot time it's
It sets no glass or
God is
A lusty tire
It's bristles and strike the stage
Rock, paper, scissors, rage..
Have on the natural world

My is not
The liquid
The perfect rings round a legs..
My voice a straight garroting
A stolen mile of
Peeled up quiet their dunes
Captured and as ruin
To be
At a time

My voice is a
Of a shin bone's
Pounding ground
It lifts you up and you just..
at sorrow's waterline
I drape you on tomorrow's
Ferrous, metal marrow
Not yours, but mine.
iI'm an
Of the word

you tell me
I didn't you
That that's some
You ought not to play

Don't you me
I warn you
that's some gravity
You ought not to with

There's quite so poison
As a
There's nothing quite so
As a
There's quite so poison
As a
There's quite so poison
As a

And me?
I am not a
I'm a wilderness, yes.
The undiscovered
For you to

But you'll not be my
You're my guest
You don't have
To take any
Be
Of the natural

can't amend it's ways
It boils and then replays
Despite springtimes of regret
The storm she still for days

Have mercy on the world