Luyện nghe bài hát Buckets Of Blood

Bloody
Laughing an old man
Only lovely the ruins and waste lands
of hell
Skin so
Rampage a staff like wizard of old days
Blood and
Pray for a quick
The sick reborn and left in front of your doorstep
Kill the

Climb
See what faith's has in store for your brutal massacre
Better sign a death
As the wicked man fear make a for your soul
In a portrait of a serial living or dead
Try to muffle many screams of anguish his head

In the inside (I'm bleeding through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How many of blood?
In the blood inside (I'm bleeding through cut)
How many buckets of blood? How many of blood?
blood, more death, less peace in the streets
What they as they hover over me in my dreams
More blood, more death, less peace in the
What they scream as they over me in my dreams

Now I'm a psycho killer no mask on
Personality disorder your whole faction
of the pieces I let 'em find
And captions in blood inscribed behind
Refrigerators in the new describe the climb
And the of me doing it to fuck up your mind
Better while you can or render in my axes
The evil with open of the unspeakable man
And now I own your evil
DNA has been stolen, cloned,
And frozen and placed inside of the
Your guns are
Better run something
That can summon you to your knees and end all of your

In the inside (I'm bleeding through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How buckets of blood?
In the blood (I'm bleeding through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How buckets of blood?
More blood, death, less peace in the streets
What they scream as hover over me in my dreams
blood, more death, less peace in the streets
What they scream as they over me in my dreams

Sick to death capture left
Of a killer on a rampage leaving a bloody
No one can stop this evil that
In my brain and ends in blood stains of your and your
Friends no hostages
You can die the same way all your did

Let the sun
Shed skin a snake
How picture me
of my enemies beheading me
Fantasy, say I'm in the clouds
Talk a lot of and make sure every bit of it's loud
coming in the form of the twins
Bringing to devour all your horrible sins
'Cause the judgmental devil wanna make you bite tongue
And push you to the point where you don't give a fuck.

In the blood inside (I'm through every cut)
How buckets of blood? How many buckets of blood?
In the inside (I'm bleeding through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How buckets of blood?
More blood, more death, less in the streets
What they scream as they over me in my dreams
More blood, more death, peace in the streets
What scream as they hover over me in my dreams