Luyện nghe bài hát March of the Martyrs

Suffer, suffer,
Suffer, suffer, suffer,

You will
I will suffer, so you
You will
I will suffer, so you
I suffer

Like a sacrifice
We pay the

And it begins this every time
My heart reacting
My starts collapsing
I'm dancing in fire

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

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

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

Touch, taste,

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

Prick the skin, it in
will be wasted

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

My heart starts
My starts reacting
I'm back in the fire

I'm burning and
The parasites are
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 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 up, I'm martyring

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

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

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

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