Luyện nghe bài hát Buckets Of Blood

Bloody
Laughing an old man
Only amongest the ruins and waste lands
Vision of
so splattered
Rampage with a like wizard of old days
Blood and
Pray for a quick
The world reborn and left in front of your doorstep
Kill the

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

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

Now I'm a psycho with no mask on
Personality disorder your whole faction
Fractions of the pieces I let 'em
And written in blood inscribed behind
Refrigerators in the new temple describe the
And the video of me doing it to fuck up your
Better retreat while you can or in my axes
The with open hands of the unspeakable man
And now I own evil growing
DNA has been stolen, cloned,
And frozen and inside of the Chosen
Your are nothing
Better run from
can summon you to your knees and end all of your suffering

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

Sick to death what's left
Of a killer on a rampage leaving a bloody
No one can stop this evil transcends
In my brain and ends in blood of your family and your
ain't no hostages
You can die the same way all partners did

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

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