Luyện nghe bài hát Black Magic

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

It Red Bull and vodka
Im a like chopper
Glorify the gangster whether handcuffed or up
Drink Pepsi-Cola same friends still
Still Swollen, only is the heat that Im holding
You dont really get me all fired up
You'll be the one ends up with his mouth wired shut
High voltage cause power
Set a bad for the youth
How bout it
starting an army who wanna join it
Warriors raise your fists if you it
Soldiers of fortune, chainsaw
Brain fast when a maniacs after you
Guilt in the silence of my room,
Cant hold back god, still sin follows through
jack, fire arms, foreign cars, trying hard,
Forest fires, horrified, war cries, bars

Black Magic, spit with every breath,
Not likely to forget, its like we never
Black Magic, the worlds for change
Whos this pain, are we dreaming in vain
Black Magic, are we in vain
Black Magic, you feeling the pain
Cant fear what we understand
Gone back down beneath, high, upperhand
BlACK

The arts, incantations and spell craft,
and stars the same fury that hell hath..

De corporis fabrica
The of the human body, welcome to Gattaca
Twin girls in the hallway, of blood,
Spin words spider's silk burn when the fires built
Doves fly, straight from the of a replicant,
Run the blade futuristic cities of the heaven
I'm melted chrome and twisted metal,
literature from the seamless vessel
The dark arts incantations and craft circles and stars
The same fury that hell
Feathers of an Osprey, leather of the falconeer,
Treasure chests of gold, tales told you all come near
Photons and gammas, and beams
with Jason and the Argonauts in ancient leagues
The lords of the world sance and candlelight,
Connections to spirits that dance in the

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Shane's a hurricane, it's a death march,
Never let your dream die, the best part
man I snap like a pit
Axe murderer, get hacked up to
car, hardbar, Heineken, pornstars, tourbus,
Truck stop, iron horse, cross
Mad paints a poetic portrait,
Warlock rocks still locked in fortress

Contortionists, swallowers of and fire-eaters,
Nonconformist performers that change
And I either.
I can see the like Nostradamus,
A over troubled waters
Something wicked way comes.
The scythe and the hour 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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