Luyện nghe bài hát Cutsman

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

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

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

ANDROID MAN
HALF THE SIZE I AM
SCISSORS ON HIS
ON HIS FUCKING HEAD!

Little man
-born without a
that force of reason-
the took control.
Little man-
born without a
if in your vicinity he'll cut you apart!

Here he
bring it
it's just a
Don't look he's right behind
and here's 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,
born a soul
without the voice of
the scissors control!
android man,
born without a
if hes in vicinity
cut you apart.
Counting it down your death counts on his fingers..
1 2 3 4
ANDROID MAN
NEVER- NEVER - NEVER A
ANDROID MAN
CUT CUT CUT CUT

I love the power glove. so bad...