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 slicing
all gets before him,
all that in his way.

Coming around the stairs.
wood beneath my feet,
my slips across the rail
dust on my finger tips.
I came a dark room
the smell of wet stone of years
then there was a retard's blank empty stare...

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

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

Here he
bring it
just a game
Don't look back 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,
born without a
without the of reason
the took control!
android man,
born without a
if hes in vicinity
cut you apart.
Counting it down until death counts on his fingers..
1 2 3 4
LITTLE MAN
NEVER- NEVER - TRUST A
ANDROID MAN
CUT CUT CUT CUT

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