Luyện nghe bài hát Nickels Is Money Too

Climbing into fire, her are forceful
burying earth in earth
White hands, soft carefully

makes no sense
What's that I hear?
I'm lost in a state of
Oh
I despise you, but rejoice in essence

Envy will cease my sky, greed will my sky
"Here's a farmer that hung
On the of plenty"
At this I feel there is no bottom to earth

to the museum of the dead
Welcome to the of the dead
Endless gore reality
Tradition's dug the
The inferno has