Luyện nghe bài hát Rite Of Shiva

Tantric sex magic fills a hole in my
Tragic nymphonics got no to go
I pull the trigger, jaw chainsaw, goddess or believer
(Roll in the grass a green-eyed lolita)
I do the rite of
I'm sitting here
The car-crash collide, collapse,
As I look into her eyes
Angels kill your
For little girls with expanded
And I realised that I'd lost my
When I into, into her eyes
I pull the soul trigger, saw her face now I'm a
(Roll in the grass with a lolita)
I do the rite of
Headache under wiretap, daybreak's
politicos cry fox mothers gone insane
With a drill and a diet pill
Sugar for the makes a mother kill
virgin, virtuous thief
The hearts of machines all pound when you