Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Magnum Opus

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

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

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

No appeal, no, I got a raw
I don't give a
One is clear, I've got a deaf ear
You better shut your and duck

When I get a taste of everyone to waste
My hunger subside
I won't ever stop the last body drops
Let the be my guide

The virtue of
In my paradise
A portrait of gore, my .44
My .44 opus

Bodies are the canvas, ammo is the
For my work of art
I'm waging my own
everything apart

I'm building a monument to
A temple so
Remembrance to I've massacred
Death is the design

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

Never have they seen something so
Like nothing done
A work so terrible and
A masterpiece of