Luyện nghe bài hát March of the Martyrs

Suffer, suffer,
Suffer, suffer, suffer,

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

a human sacrifice
We pay the

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

I'm burning and
The are breeding
me versus me versus them

Like whore, holy, loved,
the others now and then
I am barren, fruitful, bored but rarely
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 up, I'm suffering

Touch, taste,

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

Prick the skin, it in
Nothing be wasted

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

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

I'm and bleeding
The are feeding
me versus me and all of them

I am whore, holy, loved,
Murdering the others I been
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 and unique
I'm a freak, I'm a up, I'm martyring

Prick the skin, it in
Nothing be wasted
All my hate, all my
The cloak sacred

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

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

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