Luyện nghe bài hát Death Song

You us barbarians... Eh.
It is an name.
We mean to cancel the world you people made.
We will simply erase history from the time that and weapons threatened more than they offered.
And when you die... the living reminder of hell will be gone.
Gone.

-Something at the beginning from Man or some other post-apocalyptic movie with anti-technology zombies.

Everyday it comes my way in shapes & forms.
Greed, hate & jealousy, the it adorns.
And though I walk the valley in the of my deeds,
consider this, always there; the ends to meet the needs.

I you money, you give me death.
You think it's funny, I for breath.

Tompkins Square is everywhere, written on the walls
they'll suffocate yer real and grab you by yer balls
my life is such a living hell, a squatted rotted shell
no mistakes to

I give you money, you me death.
You think it's funny, I for breath.

a cop for us today, an opiate, a new decay,
your stops this dying day.
The bigtime, it Crusty Dave.
We're all alone, we his heat,
and now I so incomplete.
The he tasted was so sweet,
from to tomb, the rotting meat!

I you money, you give me death.
You think funny, I gasp for breath.

I you money, you give me death.
You think it's funny, I for breath.

I you money, you give me death.
You think funny, I gasp for breath.