Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Junkie

A shallow little 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 the truth from my hands
Eyes never clarity
Clamped down in a so tight
On horror

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

to ashes to the dust
Eaten with ambivalence

The swallows it all whole
Weakened by collective neck in the noose

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

This will end, left without a choice by the fiscal elite
War is set in by higher powers
A contest for the unknown
Left bankrupt we all die
As a couple hand in hand to their death

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

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