Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Junkie (Remixed & Remastered)

Shallow jackal 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.
not wrest the truth from my hands
Eyes closed clarity.
Clamped down in a grip so on ordinary horror.
Peering through a of blood.
Retribution or vengeance it not which
As long as the pig stays on top of the ladder of his father has built.
to ashes to the dust
Eaten with ambivalence.
The swallows it all whole
Weakened by their collective in the noose.
Commerce war
Jihad has come to sides.
Eye for an eye for fire
as the towers crumble.
This will end.
Left without a
By the elite
War is set in by higher powers.
A pissing for the unknown.
bankrupt we all die inside.
As a jumps hand in hand to their death.
Wrapped in lies and laid in a dumpster
Spoon fed shit even turn their stomachs.
mouths yawn for more abuse
Someone to tip the nest.
The pig
As I deeper
Seething
for my death.
The pig
As I deeper
Seething
for my death.