Luyện nghe bài hát Sense Of The Diabolic

What the brain
To drive a child
what we see
As a to society
his victims
From the of the city
An endless
Of new
the craving for
A sense of the

The killers of

Slumped the body
Up a tree
Like a hunched over
In a fetal

torture
Trussed up a hog
In the of the forest
Screamings

Gagging on
Packed deep the lungs
branded, have no color
Cornesa
Random sliced deep
Through the muscle bones

What the brain
To drive a clever
Into we see
As a to society
Plucking his
the veins of the city
An endless
Of new
the craving for
A sense of the

During
up like a hog
In the blackness of the
Screamings
The of killers