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 starts collapsing
I'm dancing in fire

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

Like whore, holy, loved,
Murdering the others now and
I am barren, fruitful, but rarely 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 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 will see, you will
We will everything

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

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

I am whore, holy, loved,
Murdering the others I 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

the skin, push 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 march of the
Bred for the
The march of the
for the slaughter

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