Luyện nghe bài hát Servitude of Souls

Souls are to
the key to
but can be severely hidden.
a cellar so
to a doctor born morbid.
his in life
was to cut out with his knife.
snatched his
night's fall, random targets
all have a soul
then one night, out and he saw a glow
around a lonely walker whom he tracked, and overthrew
had to be a special one,
he tied her up and her home.
dragged downstairs, head bumped the steps, all and swelled
on the gurney strapped and her screaming yap
breath
behind the surgical no thought
of giving

servitude of souls, robbing anima [2x]

the knife deep, the shining grew
her spastic of pain showed proof
secret uttered for the soul to stay intact before caught
she bit off her own
a jar of glass carefully next to the...
...open she watched her soul slip into it
closed the lid and as he let her die,
cold and empty. now the time to merge with glowing treasure of his
his glasses reflected his hands as they slowly opened a drawer
pulled out a vast of jars
they all his victims sparks
the thievish had formed a plan
through surgery insert them all into his
a laceration and poured them in, the dead was lying rotting and wouldn't miss a thing

servitude of souls, master robbing anima