Luyện nghe bài hát Buckets Of Blood

Bloody
like an old man
Only lovely amongest the ruins and lands
Vision of
Skin so
with a staff like wizard of old days
Blood and
for a quick death
The sick world and left in front of your doorstep
Kill the

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

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

Now I'm a psycho with no mask on
Personality change your whole faction
of the pieces I let 'em find
And captions written in blood inscribed
Refrigerators in the new describe the climb
And the of me doing it to fuck up your mind
Better retreat while you can or render in my
The evil open hands of the unspeakable man
And now I own your growing
DNA has been stolen, cloned,
And frozen and inside of the Chosen
guns 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 many buckets of
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 as they hover over me in my dreams
More blood, more death, peace in the streets
they 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 this 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 like a snake
How picture me
Visions of my beheading me
Fantasy, say I'm in the clouds
Talk a lot of shit and make every bit of it's loud
Evil's in the form of the twins
Bringing hell to devour all your sins
'Cause the devil wanna make you bite your tongue
And push you to the point where you truly don't a fuck.

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