Luyện nghe bài hát Skin Of The Master

(A procession of endless hymns
bullets like sleeping pills)

Across the of an ancient room
It was not God, it was not the
The knives out to protect the nest
out in the wilderness

are not men
They are a
Mindless
Less livestock

are not men
They are a
here to
Cut up

Inside swine
Broken hive mind
Wet worms of
Devoted to
Inside my
beasts run wild
Until the prey
The will remain

(A soft procession of endless
Swallowing bullets like pills)

The of the axe in the chopping block
The smell of the from afar
The night boils on to its end
out in the wilderness

are not men
They are a
Mindless
Less livestock

are not men
They are a
here to
Cut up

Inside like
Broken bloated mind
Wet worms of
Devoted to
Inside my
beasts run wild
Until the prey
The will remain

My fear is coming true I think I am becoming you
My worst fear is coming I think I am becoming you
Skin of the master, mouth of the

My worst fear is true I think I am becoming you
My fear is coming true I think I am becoming you
of the master, mouth of the slave

The of the axe
The of the skin
The night on

are not men
They are a
quarry
Less than

are not men
They are a
here to
Fuck up

like swine
Broken hive mind
Wet worms of
Devoted to
my mind
Hidden beasts run
Until the prey
The will remain

Inside my
Wet worms of
Devoted to
Devoted to
The hunger will

are not men
are not men
are not men