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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Weapon Of God

 

Weapon Of God

(album: God, Forgive These Bastards: Songs From The Forgotten Life Of Henry Turner - 2012)


Dead black meadows, crimson waves
These broken nightmares onyour plate
Believe me, I am a weapon of God too
Crumbled bones inside a sock
The ticking of a busted watch
Thestorm is a thunderous, dark applause
And my love is locked in a pitbull's jaws
Believe me, I am a weapon of God too

(Bridges burn and children scream their faith is shaken so easily
But not mine. I'm made of concrete beams, you'll see)

Dead black meadows, crimson waves
These broken nightmares onyour plate
Believe me, I am a weapon of God too
Cats are screaming out in back
They've all been stuffed into gunny sacks
The Johnson boy started selling crank
This neighborhood has gone to shit

But listen I am a weapon of God too
Believe me, I am a weapon of God too
Believe me, I am a weapon of God too

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?