Luyện nghe bài hát Buckets Of Blood

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let the sun
Shed skin like a
How picture me
Visions of my beheading me
Fantasy, say I'm living in the
Talk a lot of and make sure every bit of it's loud
Evil's coming in the of the twins
Bringing hell to devour all your horrible
'Cause the judgmental devil wanna make you your tongue
And push you to the point where you truly don't a fuck.

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