Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Bleeding the Blind

Parched with thirst our cup floweth
With the crimson milk of blindness
In channel towers of besieged
The of subjugation are picked clean
In barren decadence, are the only affluence
Welling eyes are indifferent, as the blind

Blood and tear out spot out
The of perpetual decay
the salts in open wounds out damn spot out
The remain, will stay perpetual decay

Bloody hands wash clean
misery to bleed
Decadence to
Out damn out

Parched with thirst how the half die
of compassion our cup runs dry
With a spoon born to dig communal graves
The only consecration, the of pain
In decadence, tears are the fuel of affluence
Wells of blood run diffluent, a harvest to reap

Blood and tear out damn out
The fruits of decay
Pouring the salts in open wounds out damn out
The remain, will stay perpetual decay

Bloody hands wash clean
Abject to bleed
to feed
Out spot out

hands never wash clean
Abject to bleed
Decadence to
Out damn out

Yes, spot out