Luyện nghe bài hát Humiliative

I'm the concrete
Sickness repulsion
But hear the sermon my vermin mouth
You might stay with me in the dirt

I'm soaked in
risen from empty words
To you a legion of
I'm your sins I'm crown of thorns

seen the blood of generations
The ravenous called system
We're all shaped by vulgar
The grip of hate and

The sustenance to our ways
An almost justified
As the gap of humanity fraction
The skull of life lobotomized, hear me I'm
There's no we're bleeding, no

flown a million minds black in despair
The liquids of uncertainty into their eyes
Our embedded in counters of iniquity
It seems we are all your merchandise not civilized

No we adapt in our silence paralyzed
To changes erasing the last lines
Attitudes crucified still going on
Crawling toward submissive