Luyện nghe bài hát Slaughter Of Innocence

Mind of the tormented, twisted
Born from the bowels of hate
Psychotic cringe, from any light of
The sight of blood is understood
Piercing the body to the life
Another soul to steal, in the night

Feel the wrath of a
to the core of pure power
Power sent to
Mean to destroy and

Wielding tools of
Set to conquer lives, retribution
No are spared, his goal, his hate
His hate, this hate, it

The seething writhes from inside
Now you the corners of it's mind
It's bile clutches at your throat
Rips you open, achieving mode
Murder, murder, murder,

Your body is not own
Subconscious
Corpse warm lying still
body bag to fill

Slaughter of
Die,

Blood upon his
Set fourth to
life and limb to dust
Never enough to his blood lust

Random kill of
Victim of
be silenced
Instinct to

Tasting the power to
Any means of deceasement, employed
Contact of steel into flesh
of the mind to fully infest

Take credit for the kill
Urge burns inside, result is homicidal
Murder, murder, murder,

The must slay to survive
Feel no
Has no conscious for crimes
to kill until the end of time