Luyện nghe bài hát Divine Object of Hatred

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

They sit me
Stare up and shout at my nakedness
Their tongues are hanging out of their mouths
I hope they tear me limb from limb
So noise
So much
So much
love me
Oh kill to have me
have to kill me
They're hatred's pure, I am

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

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 with all heart
It's why I'm
I'm your object of hatred

You me
I can see it's real
You do to me
That you never thought you
You me
never know what I feel
What you me
I thought you could
Give me
me stronger
High on poison
I am