Luyện nghe bài hát God Machine

Strapped into the chair the now descends
As lick their cracking lips their twitching never ends
Blood beneath their fingernails, all my pain
Dirty needles break the skin now suck hard as I
eye, a twisted spine a whiter shade of pale
Rockabilly man to pound the coffin nails
Inject my stomach full of cockroach
Their machine is coming on a million legs
Walking in the of reason
is the forever season
Lick thy mother's lips
this glass of hate we sip
Fuck the glass we the keg
conception at the egg
Her chin is wet with hate
Love, disfigure,
Can you how it felt to be alive?
Your god machine is cold and dead your they cannot cry
Fuck your deities of love
We have shot down from the skies above
Screaming convulsing my eyes are
Be now and take your beating
I wonder how you would live
With a in your gut
I wonder how much shit talk
If your was cut
I wonder that sound like begging me
To let you
I wonder how much it would take
To make you all