Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Junkie (Remixed & Remastered)

Shallow jackal of a man posing as a hawk.
Conniving
the blade the gun the bomb in the name of justice.
A violent 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.
through a curtain of blood.
Retribution or vengeance it not which
As long as the pig on top of the ladder of bone his father has built.
Ashes to ashes to the
Eaten with ambivalence.
The nation swallows it all
Weakened by their neck in the noose.
Commerce war
Jihad has come to sides.
Eye for an eye fire for
as the towers crumble.
This will end.
Left without a
By the fiscal
War is set in motion by powers.
A pissing for the unknown.
Left we all die inside.
As a couple hand in hand to their death.
Wrapped in swaddling and laid in a dumpster
Spoon fed doesn't even turn their stomachs.
Gaping mouths yawn for more
Someone to tip the nest.
The pig
As I deeper
Seething
for my death.
The pig
As I sink
Seething
for my death.