Luyện nghe bài hát Black Magic

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

It goes: Red Bull and
Im a like chopper
Glorify the gangster handcuffed or locked up
Drink Pepsi-Cola friends still rolling
Still Swollen, only is the heat that Im holding
You dont really get me all fired up
You'll be the one that ends up with his mouth wired
High voltage cause outages
Set a bad example for the
How bout it
Madchild's starting an army who wanna it
raise your fists if you enjoying it
Soldiers of fortune, chainsaw
Brain react fast a maniacs after you
stirs in the silence of my room,
Cant hold back with god, sin follows through
Black jack, fire arms, cars, trying hard,
Forest fires, horrified, war cries, iron

Black Magic, life with every breath,
Not likely to forget, its like we left
Black Magic, the worlds screaming for
Whos feeling pain, are we dreaming in vain
Black Magic, are we in vain
Magic, you feeling the same pain
Cant fear we dont understand
Gone back beneath, heads high, upperhand
MAGIC

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

De humani corporis
The structure of the human body, to Gattaca
girls in the hallway, elevators of blood,
Spin words spider's silk burn when the fires built
Doves fly, from the hands of a replicant,
Run the blade futuristic cities of the sent
I'm home melted chrome and metal,
Surrealist literature from the vessel
The dark arts incantations and spell craft circles and
The same that hell hath
of an Osprey, leather glove of the falconeer,
Treasure chests of gold, tales told then you all come
Photons and gammas, and beams
Sailed Jason and the Argonauts in ancient leagues
The lords of the hidden world and candlelight,
Connections to spirits that dance in the

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

Contortionists, swallowers of and fire-eaters,
Nonconformist performers that wont
And I either.
I can see the like Nostradamus,
A bridge troubled waters
Something this way comes.
The scythe and the hour glass in a of morphine
Drag chains around the castle
Dressed in clothing
Pit and the pendulum, and the rainbow,
My lineage the arrow, my bloodline the

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