Luyện nghe bài hát Serv Asat

Serv asat, asat, serv asat

To the plague soiling my brain
I put the pen to the pad until the madness
'Cause words are aggressive not docile
Infectious like a brothel, no to get hostile

all apostles, united we stand
They bleeding out they nostrils, I'm wicked with
Throwing vicious combinations, witness
I just your soul annihilation

Feel the sensation tickle and
Spreading over your and taking control
A noble savage on a rampage war is all that I
Feeding heads defeating all your heroes

Art saves, the pain a weapon you can use
Art saves, the pain a weapon you can use

From the moment I wake it rains
So I scribble on the page and reality
I walk the Scottish moors with pagans on floors
Test the sacraments and conjure up

I hunt with Cernunnos and dance satyrs
Conquer Rome in a day and battle armored

with ticks this existence is shit
All these traitors in the trees while the napalms
Words burn their lips like old roach
as I infected by this

Art saves, the pain a weapon you can use
Art saves, the pain a weapon you can use

asat

I liberate the devils in my
the paragraphs crafted by my pen
These demons on the page
My blind, children of rage

I could'a took a bat to the of his head
Or dropped a bomb on the bed as she slept
But I split and wrote it down
At least now you who you're fucking with
I'm sick but I'm free, you're and I'm built for the siege

Art saves, make the pain a you can use
Art saves, make the pain a you can use

Serv asat, serv