Luyện nghe bài hát Puritan Demons

[Lyrics: Thorpe]

Oh you demons hide in your closets of stone.
Are you so pure the walls crash in and you're overexposed?
Gather round now all demons, taste of blood on lips.
One of your own has come home and will you be there - No!
Come now hell demons, feast as you follow your course.
Circle your prey at the end of the day, your tracks at all cost.
Yeah, you demons with your nose in the air I can smell you
Smell you from and it stinks to high Hell!
On we go day day, worlds collide and machines take over
Puritan display, like vultures they wait for death's leftovers.
Bridges are burned everyday, are learned and taught again.
It's time to burn
Look at all of those demons in a pool of deceit.
Cut off your in spite of your face.
I for you as you weep the year of the dragon.
The metal a fire fierce and intense.
I'll take less, I don't have time for these liars.
On we go day after day, collide and machines take over.
Puritan demons display, like vultures wait for Geoff's leftovers.
Bridges are burned every day, lessons are learned and again.
The continues to turn, like a vulture I'll wait.
It's time to burn!