Luyện nghe bài hát Buckets Of Blood

Bloody
like an old man
Only lovely amongest the ruins and waste
of hell
Skin so
Rampage with a staff wizard of old days
and thorns
Pray for a quick
The sick world reborn and left in front of your
the killer

Climb
See what faith's hand has in store for your brutal
Better a death note
As the wicked man fear make a 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 many buckets of blood? How many buckets of
In the blood inside (I'm bleeding every cut)
How many of blood? How many buckets 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 they as they hover over me in my dreams

Now I'm a psycho killer no mask on
Personality change disorder whole faction
of the pieces I let 'em find
And written in blood inscribed behind
Refrigerators in the new temple describe the
And the video of me it to fuck up your mind
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 placed inside of the
Your guns are
Better run from
That can summon you to your knees and end all of suffering

In the blood inside (I'm through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How many of blood?
In the inside (I'm bleeding through every cut)
How many of blood? How many buckets of blood?
blood, more death, less peace in the streets
What they scream as they over me in my dreams
More blood, more death, less in the streets
What scream 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 and ends in blood stains of your family and your
Friends no hostages
You can die the way all your partners did

Let the sun
Shed skin a snake
How they me
Visions of my beheading me
Fantasy, say I'm living in the
Talk a lot of shit and sure every bit of it's loud
Evil's in the form of the twins
Bringing to devour all your horrible sins
the judgmental devil wanna make 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 many of blood? How many buckets of blood?
In the blood (I'm bleeding through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How many of blood?
blood, more death, less peace in the streets
What they scream as they over me in my dreams
More blood, more death, less peace in the
they scream as they hover over me in my dreams