Luyện nghe bài hát Black Magic

Self Abuse Help Black Magic Deeply Depressed Im The Best Thats Tragic
You really wanna get me all fired up...

It goes: Red Bull and
Im a psycho like
Glorify the gangster whether or locked up
Drink Pepsi-Cola same friends rolling
Still Swollen, only is the heat that Im holding
You dont really wanna get me all up
You'll be the one that ends up with his wired shut
High voltage cause power
Set a bad for the youth
How it kids
Madchild's an army who wanna join it
Warriors raise your if you enjoying it
Soldiers of fortune, massacre
Brain react fast when a after you
Guilt in the silence of my room,
hold back with god, still sin follows through
Black jack, fire arms, cars, trying hard,
Forest fires, horrified, war cries, bars

Black Magic, life with every breath,
Not to forget, its like we never left
Black Magic, the worlds for change
feeling this pain, are we dreaming in vain
Black Magic, are we dreaming in
Black Magic, you feeling the same
fear what we dont understand
Gone down beneath, heads high, upperhand
BlACK

The dark arts, and spell craft,
Circles and the same fury that hell hath..

De corporis fabrica
The of the human body, welcome to Gattaca
Twin in the hallway, elevators of blood,
Spin words like spider's silk burn when the fires
fly, straight from the hands of a replicant,
Run the blade futuristic cities of the sent
I'm melted chrome and twisted metal,
Surrealist literature from the vessel
The dark arts incantations and spell craft circles and
The same fury hell hath
Feathers of an Osprey, leather of the falconeer,
Treasure chests of gold, tales told you all come near
Photons and gammas, rays and
Sailed with Jason and the Argonauts in leagues
The lords of the hidden world and candlelight,
to spirits that dance in the afterlife

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Shane's brain a hurricane, a death march,
let your dream die, thats the best part
Stormrider man I snap a pit
Axe murderer, get up to bits
car, hardbar, Heineken, pornstars, tourbus,
Truck stop, iron horse, cross
Mad a poetic self portrait,
Warlock that rocks locked in fortress

Contortionists, of knives and fire-eaters,
Nonconformist performers wont change
And I either.
I can see the future Nostradamus,
A bridge over troubled
Something this way comes.
The scythe and the glass in a capsule of morphine
Drag chains the castle grounds
in darker clothing
Pit and the pendulum, and the rainbow,
My the arrow, my bloodline the crossbow

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