Luyện nghe bài hát Confessions Of A Serial Killer

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

Interrogator
of the gore
In the you tell him
Bile covers the

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

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

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

They'll send you to electric
defend or do not care
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 control of one's mind
And live an eternal life,

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