Luyện nghe bài hát Paul Baloff

(Verse)
Disaster burst
The massacre, fantastica, ambassador
My castles like Draculas
Back to blood, blast the snow, gloves
Laugh and love, my is pitch black
Like a cub over cancer lung
Call me acid tongue, hit hard like Black drums
an assassin does, big solids and massive guns
Cooked in the mind, the first to and the last to run
Look in my eyes, you think that had a bastard son
Cast decide, after dancing out a cunt
Thousand lines, got me frantic and crash aside a on drugs
I shovel snow up to my dormant till my hands are
Bundles of dope, I know my uncle be after touch
A smog is born of enormous horse and trashy
Nasty acid junks happily me till Im blast to come
And stay swerving into perversion
Urgin we inserted the subject in the virgin
Cadaveric, maverick, savages, the average
Of Angelas family, the famish cannibal
After a funeral, turn to beautiful
Sever dudes for food, several medical are suitable
Horrible times, some will live, will die
Shoot out in the tomb mummified
Shoot out its summertime
Pop a crime, devils might by genocide
Centibite, strike hard like a metal pipe
Bark like a fight, sharp like a venom bite
Dark like an ocean filled sharks in the dead of night
them right, everything God except the Christ
Hella bricks like King rocking metal spikes
Like Paul in studio 54 live
Alternate be told, VHS all time,
pray, death can shoot the lama from the elbow
Like James Heckfield the piranha demo.

(Outro)