Luyện nghe bài hát Halls Of Illusions

Ticket please, thanks, walk the doors
Into the Halls of Illusion and yours
To see what could've, and should've and would've been
But you had to fuck up the whole

Let's a walk down the hallway
a long way, it takes all day
And we get to the end, ya find a chair
straps and chains, we slap you in there

Lock you down tight, so you can't move a
And your eyelids up over your head
you're about to witness an illusionary dream
It's just too bad, it ain't seeing

You in and see two kids on the floor
playin' Nintendo and he's got the high score
And sittin' them chillin' in the chair
Is your wife and you look, oh, you ain't

It's some other man and they're hand in
How she so happy, ya don't understand
See this is an illusion, it came true
All of you

to reality and what you're about
Your wife smile, 'cuz you knocked her teeth out
And she see straight from gettin' hit
'Cuz you're a fat fuckin' drunk of shit

But all good here, come have a beer
I'll break the top off and, and it in your ear
And your death wicked, painful and slow
At the hands of

Great Milenko, wave your
Don't look now, your is gone
is all because of you
What you got into

Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is
is all because of you
What you got into

Look who's next, it's Mr.
The old man from the trailer park
Ya got your ticket? Thanks, take coat off
And later on, why not? rip your throat off

Let's take a walk down the
It's a long way, it all day
And when ya get to the end, ya a chair
Ya see all the blood? Yeah, ya boy was just

We get all different kind of people through
Richies, chickens, and bitches like you
In the halls, everybody a turn
To sit and witness illusion before ya burn

What do we here? Oh dear
No way? It looks like ya kids' in the
Ya chillin' up in college, top grade
And son's a fuckin' doctor, phat pay

got family, the kids and it's all good
They even Little League in the neighborhood
Is this Have ya really seen the Holy Ghost?
Naw, bitch! Not even

Back to reality, your son's on
And daughter's got nut stains on her back
And they both fuckin' like shit
And in the gutter and sell crack to each other

When they were kids, you'd beat 'em and leave 'em
And even whip 'em with the of the telephone
And that me, man, hey you got a call
Watch your step to Hell, a long fall

Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is
This is all of you
What you got yourself

Great Milenko, wave your
Don't look now, your life is
is all because of you
What you got yourself

It's time to pack up and move to the next
But we forgot Mr. Bigot, dig it
We show ya an illusion, 'cuz we're all packed
But still cut your neck out, how's that?

Great Milenko, your wand
look now, your life is gone
This is all of you
What you got yourself
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