Luyện nghe bài hát March of the Martyrs

Suffer, suffer,
Suffer, suffer, suffer,

You will
I will suffer, so you
You know
I suffer, so you don't
I will

Like a human
We pay the

And it begins like this every
My heart starts
My soul starts
I'm dancing in fire

I'm and bleeding
The parasites are
me versus me versus them

Like whore, holy, loved,
the others now and then
I am barren, fruitful, bored but rarely
A sinner seeking manic

The devil may care but I
No masters, no gods, no laws, no
I'm insignificant, I'm shiny and
I'm a freak, I'm a fuck up, I'm

Touch, taste,

Prick the skin, it in
Nothing will be
All hate, all
The becomes sacred

Prick the skin, it in
Nothing be wasted

Touch, taste,
And you will see, you will
We heal everything

My heart collapsing
My soul starts
I'm back in the again

I'm and bleeding
The parasites are
It's me me and all of them

I am whore, holy, loved,
Murdering the I have been
I am barren, fruitful, but really useful
A sinner seeking manic

The devil may but I don't
No masters, no gods, no laws, no
I'm insignificant, I'm shiny and
I'm a freak, I'm a fuck up, I'm

Prick the skin, it in
Nothing will be
All my hate, all my
The becomes sacred

Touch, taste,
the skin, push it in
Nothing will be

for the slaughter
The of the martyrs
Bred for the
The of the martyrs
Bred for the

You know
I suffer, so you don't
You know
I will suffer, so you
I will suffer, so you
I will suffer, so you