Luyện nghe bài hát Ornaments Of Decrepancy

Murderous thoughts determined to push me to a state of =
insanity. An insanity concealed but much present, waiting to be =
released upon all. who deserve, and those innocently taken are =
now victims of a disease no prejudice. No one is protected from =
the mind of a madman to bring upon harm. Death is more =
sevear for those vulnerable and weak. I have no for =
stupidity. No one can determin when their life be taken, so why =
live your days weak and feeble. I know to kill once will lead =
to killing again, to which form of death is more pleasurable. I =
often thought of the victims to create a new trend of =
serial killing. The thought of bodies hangin, of their =
internal organs for preservation, left in the woods for =
unsuspecting wanderers to reveal. I have not yet if the =
heads should be trophies or sold for use in rituals. If =
there's money in it, you can count me in. I often of =
dismemberment. How many limbs can be severed death? Using =
different body parts from victims to create one demented =
masterpiece. I would feed human to my next unsuspecting =
victim, making sure enjoyed it, to prove cannibalism isn't far =
from any of our minds. eat animals, man can eat man. Why do =
I think this way? It's only worse.