Luyện nghe bài hát Confessions Of A Serial Killer

Confess your crimes twenty years of killing
Clearing your mind is easy now
Death was your life, your pleasure
No regrets, emotions are

Interrogator
Because of the
In the you tell him
Bile the floor

Your first was a
She didn't intercourse
Spilling your
On her mangled

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

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

They'll send you to chair
defend or do not care
The victims' parents not cry
As your body is convulsing, they you to die
To die

They can't kill body
But your soul, it survive
You'll control of one's mind
And live an eternal life,

Bisexual lust low way of
true religion was a knife
A trail of left behind
For dismemberment and you strive