Luyện nghe bài hát Divine Object of Hatred

They've me
They've tied my with rope
And now they drag me up the
A woman is struggling to me in my skull
If she could she would me again
I can see her shine
As she kicks at my dirt covered so blind
Oh mother they hate me so
The real
And now it's

They sit me
Stare up and threats at my nakedness
Their tongues are from out of their mouths
I they don't tear me limb from limb
So noise
So much
So violence
love me
Oh they'd kill to me
They'd have to me
They're hatred's pure, I am

When you me / when you rape me
When you me / when you break me
you cut me / I am devine
Your object of hatred

me how you really are
Show me how you really
Let me know you really
Let me know your real
I you when you hate me
Abuse me all your heart
It's why I'm
I'm your devine of hatred

You me
I can see that real
You do to me
That you never you would
You me
never know what I feel
What you me
I never you could
Give me
me stronger
High on your
I am