Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Magnum Opus

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

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

away, put your body on display
Build myself a tower of
A written in human debris
Art and true synonymy

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never have they seen so ambitious
Like done before
A work so and vicious
A of gore