Luyện nghe bài hát Confessions Of A Serial Killer

Confess your after twenty years of killing
Clearing your mind is now caught
Death was life, pain your pleasure
No regrets, are naught

Interrogator
Because of the
In the story you him
covers the floor

Your first was a
She want intercourse
Spilling your
On her mangled

the killing
Sex, no fun
What you do
If your was your gun?

lust low way of life
Your true religion was a
A trail of corpses behind
For dismemberment and carnage you

send you to electric chair
Lawyers defend or do not
The parents will not cry
As body is convulsing, they want you to die
To die

They can't kill your
But your soul, it will
You'll take control of mind
And an eternal life, life

Bisexual lust low way of
Your religion was a knife
A trail of corpses left
For and carnage you strive