Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Junkie (Remixed & Remastered)

Shallow little of a man posing 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 the truth from my hands
Eyes never clarity.
Clamped down in a so tight on ordinary horror.
Peering through a of blood.
Retribution or vengeance it not which
As as the pig stays on top of the ladder of bone his father has built.
to ashes to the dust
Eaten spiced ambivalence.
The nation swallows it all
Weakened by collective neck in the noose.
Commerce war
Jihad has to both sides.
Eye for an eye for fire
as the towers crumble.
This will end.
without a choice
By the elite
War is set in by higher powers.
A contest for the unknown.
bankrupt we all die inside.
As a couple jumps in hand to their death.
Wrapped in swaddling lies and in a dumpster
Spoon fed doesn't even turn their stomachs.
Gaping mouths for more abuse
needs to tip the nest.
The pig
As I sink
Seething
for my death.
The pig
As I sink
Seething
for my death.