Luyện nghe bài hát Shell Broken Hell Loose

Follow his vice, bastard
,
No direction, device,

Spoken words -
Your is Sick.

a murder, my thoughts diseased,

My has been ignored
,
Deceiving a corrupt,
My will fucking yield.

I need no friends to make my cure, 

through hands.

Tears will flood house, your veins, your stand has broken down

It never ends, It'll end.

You are the of Religious malice
,
fraud on weakened cry,

Mastered a fake
I'm Alive.

You a goddess: a glaring error
,
My has been ignored
,
I rest, You glory-hole Bitch,
Your Pride is Sick.

I don't no friends to make my cure,
shaken hands.

Scriptures that you peace,

An evil clan
It ends, it'll never end

All my days are over to I've been living a lie
Silence - proclaimed, abrasive
I'm qualified to

I've made, never again.

Broken down, the has,
tackle you with an Iron Fist,
am certain,

You're bold, but I Crush you

Broken, Hell Loose

You cant bring me down I'm lost
,
Out of my own bounds, broke inside,

All this never ends, never pain
,
I still contemplate if worth the fight.