Luyện nghe bài hát Servitude of Souls

Souls are to
the key to
but can be severely hidden.
a so sordid
home to a born morbid.
his in life
was to cut out souls his knife.
snatched his
after night's fall, targets
all humans have a
then one night, out and stalking he saw a
around a lonely whom he tracked, jumped and overthrew
this had to be a one,
he her up and brought her home.
dragged downstairs, head bumped the steps, all bruised and
on the gurney strapped and gagged her yap
breath
behind the surgical no thought
of giving

servitude of souls, master robbing anima

the knife went deep, the grew
her body of pain showed proof
secret sermon uttered for the soul to stay intact before
she bit off her own
a jar of glass placed carefully to the...
...open wound she her soul slip into it
closed the lid and as he let her die,
cold and empty. now came the time to merge glowing treasure of his
his dirty glasses reflected his hands as they slowly a drawer
out a vast collection of jars
they all his victims sparks
the thievish doctor had formed a
through surgery insert all into his body
slashed a laceration and poured them in, the dead was lying and wouldn't miss a thing

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