Luyện nghe bài hát Buckets Of Blood

Bloody
Laughing an old man
Only lovely amongest the ruins and lands
of hell
Skin so
Rampage with a staff like of old days
and thorns
Pray for a death
The world reborn and left in front of your doorstep
Kill the

Climb
See what hand has in store for your brutal massacre
Better sign a death
As the wicked man fear make a bargain for your
In a of a serial killer living or dead
Try to muffle many screams of anguish within his

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

Now I'm a killer with no mask on
Personality change disorder whole faction
Fractions of the pieces I let 'em
And written in blood inscribed behind
Refrigerators in the new temple the climb
And the of me doing it to fuck up your mind
Better retreat while you can or in my axes
The evil with open hands of the man
And now I own your growing
Your DNA has stolen, cloned,
And frozen and inside of the Chosen
Your guns are
Better run from
That can summon you to knees and end all of your suffering

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

Sick to death capture what's
Of a killer on a rampage a bloody mess
No one can stop this evil that
In my brain and ends in blood stains of your family and
Friends ain't no
You can die the way all your partners did

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

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