Luyện nghe bài hát Cutsman

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

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

Coming down the stairs.
wood beneath my feet,
my hand across the rail
collecting dust on my tips.
I into a dark room
the smell of wet of many years
then there was a bubonic retard's empty stare...

ANDROID MAN
HALF THE SIZE I AM
ON HIS HEAD
SCCCIIISSSOOORRRRSSSSS ON HIS HEAD!

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

he comes
bring it
just a game
Don't look he's right behind
and your piece 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 a heart
if hes in your
cut you apart.
Counting it until your death counts on his fingers..
1 2 3 4
LITTLE MAN
NEVER- NEVER - NEVER A
LITTLE MAN
CUT CUT CUT CUT

I the power glove. It's so bad...