Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Magnum Opus

Can't withhold my
control my rage, my blood lust will be sated
I'm and loaded and ready to engage
Killing everything ever hated

A motherfucking Van Gogh a gun
to paint his masterpiece
Blow the world oblivion
with the blood of the diseased

Fire away, put body on display
myself a tower of decay
A symphony written in human
Art and murder synonymy

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

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

The of vice
In my paradise
A of gore, my .44 Magnum
My .44 magnum

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

I'm a monument to horror
A temple so
Remembrance to those I've
Death is the design

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

Never have seen something so ambitious
Like nothing before
A work so and vicious
A of gore