Luyện nghe bài hát Blessed

Blessed are the meek, for shall inherit
Blessed is the Lamb, whose blood
are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on
O Lord, why You forsaken me?

I got no to go
I've around so ohh, for the last night or so
Aah, but it matter, no

Blessed is the land and the
Blessed is the man, whose belongs to
Blessed are the meth drinkers, pot sellers, illusion
O Lord, why have You me?

My words trickle down, from a
That I no intention to heal your

Blessed are the stained glass window glass
Blessed is the Church makes me nervous
are the penny rookers, cheap hookers, groovy lookers
O Lord, why have You me?

I, I have my own garden
In much too