Luyện nghe bài hát Humiliative

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

I'm in putrid
Sewage risen from words
To you a of nausea
I'm sins I'm your crown of thorns

I've the blood of generations
The mouth called system
We're all shaped by hands
The grip of and lies

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

I've a million minds black in despair
The liquids of uncertainty spit into eyes
Our flesh in counters of iniquity
It like we are all your merchandise not civilized

No words we adapt in our paralyzed
To changes erasing the last denial
Attitudes still we're going on
Crawling toward submissive