Luyện nghe bài hát Meat for a Queen

Meat for a
Fornicators in wooden
grubsteaks on the offering plate
Supplication
Count the creases in your
Prophet preaches
Disemboweling
And falsities and your falsities
And your sexuality

You can't anything that happened yesterday...now is the only thing that's

The sky was and my eyes were red
I from the firmament upon my head
Was it something something I said?
One day gonna make me dead

in this dream
Can't me scream
It's another on my theme
I'm omnipotent
I'm meat for a
My hair black and my eyes go green

You can't anything. You can't prove anything

You don't need your mortal body
Belief is a pitiful noose
Your god is masturbation
And satan is sorry excuse

Fuck fuck fuck
You can't anything that happened yesterday...now the only thing that's

You don't need worthless mortal body
Belief is just a pitiful
god is cerebral masturbation
And is your sorry excuse

You don't need your worthless body
You need your worthless mortal body
You don't need your worthless mortal
Belief is just a noose

You can't prove