Luyện nghe bài hát Goblet Of Gore

As the madman we all know who writhed on a
I too have sacrificed by death and her tricks
the grail to make a wish and drink from the goblet of gore
Souls are but small giblets please death care for
In my anger ten more shall I gather seven hills?
Lock the horns into place call the human race
And I would pray: bitch which art in heaven hallowed be thy name
Thy violence come mayhem be done on as it has in Rome
Give us day our daily gore forgive us for being poor
Cause if we pay enough we can wield upon the whore!
I met an side of myself he said I don't know all but I'm learning
I'm tired of quiet I feel a violent yearning
So gather your masses be of your fate
Be all you sow there is war in the shadows I am the master of hate
the final BLOW!!!
We the people destroy!!!
The whore my lord she not want she eateth though I wield
She creates the bondage we are in her field
Her cup runneth over with my blood and she wants
Death I am your filthy grail GOBLET OF GORE...
All I sow... of this horrorshow!