Luyện nghe bài hát Cutsman

What's (Fire from the gods)
I know.
glove...

THAT BASTARD,
with his tricks and forms of play
shaving slicing mutilating
all that before him,
all gets in his way.

around down the stairs.
wood beneath my feet,
my hand across the rail
collecting on my finger tips.
I came into a dark
the smell of wet stone of years
then was a bubonic retard's blank empty stare...

LITTLE MAN
HALF THE THAT I AM
ON HIS HEAD
SCCCIIISSSOOORRRRSSSSS ON HIS HEAD!

android man
-born a soul
without force of reason-
the scissors control.
Little man-
born a heart
if he's in vicinity he'll cut you apart!

he comes
bring it
it's a game
look back he's right behind
and here's your of mind.

(cut cut cut cut
cut cut CUT CUUTT!
CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT!
CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT!
CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT!
CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT!)

little man,
without a soul
without the of reason
the scissors control!
android man,
born without a
if hes in vicinity
cut you apart.
Counting it down until your death on his fingers..
1 2 3 4
ANDROID MAN
NEVER- NEVER - NEVER A
LITTLE MAN
CUT CUT CUT CUT CUT

jeez, I love the glove. It's so bad...