Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Magnum Opus

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

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

Fire away, put your on display
Build myself a tower of
A symphony written in debris
Art and murder true

No appeal, no, I got a raw
I don't a fuck
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 subside
I won't ever till the last body drops
Let the be my guide

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

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

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

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

Never have seen something so ambitious
Like done before
A work so and vicious
A masterpiece of