Luyện nghe bài hát Nirvana

Before ligaments and
The six digits religion
Might sacrifice pigeon's
Was by ancient midgets
My kamikaze
Listening to Ozzy Rick Rock's chords
Doing religious ceremonies
I see with the
you into paralysis
Drinking blood from the chalice with Crowley
I feel no guilt, for the blood got spilt
Fuck thou shall not kill, do what wilt!
on Rosemary's baby in witches shrine
My cult'll leave you shocked Polanksky in 69
you to hallucogenic narcotics
Bathing you with females rocking bell bottoms
Fu-Manchu in
spoons like Yuri Yella
Then I'll the ends
And juks you in the
67 stab wounds in the
Allows you to sip droplets from the goblets of conquerers

and dagger
Author of
Virgins with big
Soldiers of morbid
Non-indulgent
Bring me the goat, manipulating woman on
Kidnap the
from the rope
And strapped in the
I'll your blood in the name of Satan
And your soul
Author of sacrifice, you'll survive the bashing your
The master the code
of math
Step in my of goons
My of scalpels and tools
And for ritualistic and sadistic purposes
Cermonial
Serpin the ancient
But Zeus possesses his
in the monastary
She the crucifix to pop a cherry
Perverted priest, with the deceased
The black is achieved
figures joyfully dance with the beast
Hunger for human flesh, is sex to cannibal's
of the jackal, six figure hand is complete

20 hits in the womb
Get those with the black
Kidnapping your
Tape depositories in plastic
Candle ariolas
Cold as a
Torn from a
Human flesh gets into ashes
to Satan like Jimmy Page
Take a stage of
the following
Bloods led by Miss Sadie gloves
The drive, from up in the hills
of pills
Triple six engraved in your fucking
We're wifey
Made eat the cake
Worship a ghost
Puncture throat with chunks of Colgate
Launching the
And cutting his in the first day
The surgeon of
I'm licensed to keep my okay
Unwrapping the
Kevorkian, but dusting
pussies
The
your remains
I'm Brian Wilson, the genius, with a stain of crimson
Original,
Goons, we through the system

Enter the master
Evil of my chance
anoint the dead
And poison
And brainwash a
I baptism
With satanic
Each exorcism, reads the deep flesh
My of worship
Features in skirts
I purify my pretty
Before they are murked
We note the impregnated, the average slut
Stab the gut and quickly sent the miscarriage cups
the leader of Senchin
Along with henchman
Puking down throat, because your soul needed cleansing
Blood pentagrams
by flames
Charcoal of frames
We on monkey brains
Calmly down your spine
Now chugging blood of wine
Choke and suffocate wine
The suffering is divine
While needles get stuck up in your arm
Sacrificial animals get abducted the far