Luyện nghe bài hát Devastator

Neon black tanks the skyline.
Neon black cocks rot into wine.
Neon black flowers on the grave.
Neon corpses, stacked, eclipse the horizon.
Neon black whip, war hiss;
while sips from the crystal chalice.
Neon black lemonade drip drips his grin crammed with cool charm,
and opulence.

The clamor on all night, hemming scars into the hillside.
Devastator sleeps satin sheets.
"Death campaigns are a gold mine."
And all the swine at the cabaret lick their as they clap along.
Devastator, in a negligee, does a strip tease while he sings song:
"Everybody needs a Devastation!"

Neon dirt in the garden.
All the roses into skulls this season.
Neon branches hanging from the trees.
Every limb is empty, of pleasant memories.

The fields are fresh cut bruises.
violates with dirty fingers.
Neon black flames the calm air.
The party's over, what was your favorite
Neon black future charging a bull with a funeral bouqet ready to explode.