Luyện nghe bài hát I am the Thorn

The in the eye of the hurricane
The poison in the
The nail in the coffin of the
I am the lot

the fire
That weaves my soul
dripping tongues of hate
Envenomed,

Like carpet bombs in bazaars
My blood runs the beasts
Though no crescent, cross or star
Shalt my defeat

Born of in the Vatican
To a flock
I crept behind the drapes
And a there is not

Just a white blackened by
weapons that have led
A faith soon dominions over
kingdoms of the dead

I smell the du malcontent
The hellish stench of Judas in the

for greed and twisted law
Handmaidens of a war
Bring on a thousand more
I am the

are the thickets
That spare the virgin
the waking grasp of rapists
In the

that strive so far
For a grown from reach
That love is fabled
To be missing their peaks

in one sole tower
Where the of a rod
Stays the sleeping
From the fingers of the mob

I the fleur du malcontent
The hellish of Judas in the dozens

Bouquets for and twisted law
of a holy war
Bring on a thousand more
I am the

I am the
I am the
I am the

I am the of Longinus
The of Damocles
up in arms, a bleeding sinus
The hammer of the gods in the teeth
I am the

disgustus, president evil
Great white hopes of a shark eyed
of the world now flicker and die

Impaled in the in the paling face
Where forked tongues the skies
on these words as I slither to their ear
As lightning strikes their minds

I am not the of god
I am the
I am not the of god
I am the

Territorial
Ever stealing thunder for causes
I will bring you all to your knees
And fuck you

Bouquets for and twisted law
of a holy war
Bring on a roses more
I am the

I am the
I am the
I am the