Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Junkie

A shallow 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

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

Peering a curtain of blood
or vengeance 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 spiced with

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

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

will never end, left without a choice by the fiscal elite
War is set in motion by higher
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 their
Gaping mouths yawn for more
Someone needs to tip the
The pig ascends as I sink
misanthropic, waiting for my death

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