Luyện nghe bài hát March of the Martyrs

Suffer, suffer,
Suffer, suffer, suffer,

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

Like a human
We pay the

And it begins like this every
My starts reacting
My soul collapsing
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 useful
A sinner seeking manic

The may care 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 fuck up, I'm

Touch, taste,

Prick the skin, it in
will be wasted
All hate, all
The becomes sacred

Prick the skin, it in
Nothing will be

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

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

I'm burning and
The are feeding
It's me versus me and all of

I am whore, holy, loved,
Murdering the others I have
I am barren, fruitful, bored but useful
A sinner manic 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 fuck up, I'm

the skin, push it in
Nothing will be
All my hate, all my
The cloak sacred

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

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

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