Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Junkie

A little jackal of a man posing as a hawk
Conniving
Lease the blade the gun, the in the name of justice
A violent panacea for ails the nation
In for the pig

You'll not wrest the from my hands
Eyes never closed
down in a grip so tight
On horror

Peering a curtain of blood
Retribution or vengeance it
Not which as long as the pig stays on top of the ladder of
His father has

to ashes to the dust
Eaten spiced ambivalence

The nation swallows it all
Weakened by their collective in the noose

Commerce war
Jihad has come to sides
Eye for an eye, for fire
Raining death as the crumble

This will never end, left without a choice by the fiscal
War is set in motion by higher
A pissing contest for the
bankrupt we all die inside
As a couple jumps hand in to their death

Wrapped in and laid in a dumpster
Spoon fed shit doesn't even turn stomachs
Gaping yawn for more abuse
Someone needs to tip the
The pig ascends as I deeper
Seething misanthropic, for my death

The pig as I sink deeper
misanthropic, waiting for my death