Luyện nghe bài hát Buckets Of Blood

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

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

In the inside (I'm bleeding 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 buckets of
blood, more 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 as they hover over me in my dreams

Now I'm a psycho with no mask on
Personality change disorder your whole
Fractions of the I let 'em find
And written in blood inscribed behind
Refrigerators in the new temple the climb
And the video of me doing it to fuck up mind
Better retreat you can or render in my axes
The evil with hands of the unspeakable man
And now I own evil growing
DNA has been stolen, cloned,
And frozen and placed of the Chosen
Your are nothing
run from something
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 blood inside (I'm bleeding every cut)
How many of blood? How many buckets of blood?
More blood, more death, less peace in the
What scream as they 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 left
Of a killer on a rampage a bloody mess
No one can this evil that transcends
In my brain and ends in stains of your family and your
Friends ain't no
You can die the same way all your did

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

In the blood (I'm bleeding through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How many buckets of
In the blood inside (I'm through every cut)
How many of blood? How many buckets of blood?
blood, more 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 hover over me in my dreams