Luyện nghe bài hát March of the Martyrs

Suffer, suffer,
Suffer, suffer, suffer,

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

a human sacrifice
We pay the

And it begins this every time
My starts reacting
My soul starts
I'm in fire again

I'm burning and
The parasites are
It's me versus me them

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

The may care 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 up, I'm suffering

Touch, taste,

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

the skin, push it in
Nothing will be

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

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

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

I am whore, holy, loved,
the others I have been
I am barren, fruitful, bored but useful
A sinner seeking martyrdom

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

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

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

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

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