Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Junkie

A little jackal of a man posing as a hawk
opportunist
Lease the blade the gun, the bomb in the name of
A violent panacea for what the nation
In for the pig

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

Peering through a of blood
Retribution or it matters
Not which as long as the pig stays on top of the ladder of
His has built

Ashes to to the dust
Eaten with ambivalence

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

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

This will never end, left without a by the fiscal elite
War is set in motion by powers
A pissing for the unknown
Left we all die inside
As a jumps hand in hand to their death

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

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