Luyện nghe bài hát Filthgrinder

Fitlhgrinder, no-love machine,
unknown to and pity
cynical, fucking murderer
What a scenery, the heavy of the
Alliance and the white fear
Take a look and understand, (that) your days are numbered
the demon on the and the ticking clock
closing in (on that final) for air, do you still believe?
The future beast is rising and tyranny has come for 777
reach out for mercy, it's a bygone anyway
Filthgrinder - aggression
Filthgrinder - the wealth of the Elite
- tremble upon the ugly
Trueborn creature, that Firm grasp of yours
like in of old
He can feel it, he knows can't
to be in league with the underworld can't be
you believe, you know!
He chants a primitive gospel, so hard
Yeah!
The of destructive behaviour can be an artform in itself
The beast risen no so called dark mercy
evil knows no good, knows no evil
but a saviour he is in all forms, but
a engine carrying years of built up Hatred and Powers.
You know that, isn't that why I can smell fear?
Your heart trying to rip its way your chest
Fitlhgrinder a beastified being risen the collective
hatred of an people.
A representing Pride, Dignity and Honour!