Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Magnum Opus

Can't my anger
control my rage, my blood lust will be sated
I'm locked and loaded and to engage
everything I've ever hated

A Van Gogh with a gun
About to paint his
Blow the into oblivion
Paint with the of the diseased

Fire away, put body on display
Build myself a of decay
A symphony in human debris
Art and murder true

No appeal, no, I got a raw
I give a fuck
One thing is clear, got a deaf ear
You better your mouth and duck

When I get a taste of laying to waste
My hunger won't
I won't ever stop till the body drops
Let the bullet be my

The virtue of
In my bloody
A of gore, my .44 Magnum
My .44 magnum

Bodies are the canvas, is the vision
For my greatest of art
I'm my own inquisition
Tearing apart

I'm a monument to horror
A so divine
Remembrance to those I've
Death is the grand

People will in disbelief and awe
When they see what I've
life, no life beautiful and raw
The will be captivated

have they seen something so ambitious
Like done before
A work so terrible and
A of gore