Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Junkie

A shallow little jackal of a man as a hawk
Conniving
Lease the blade the gun, the bomb in the of justice
A panacea for what ails the nation
In for the pig

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

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

to ashes to the dust
Eaten spiced ambivalence

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

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

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

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

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