Luyện nghe bài hát Termites

Gin, the gin, always take one on the chin
The devil and scorpions
Peel and wear my skin

Smokeless flame, the name
than the angels but more of the same
No paradise, the grateful will lay claim
Whether the are violent or just mundane

With the wind he
everything that I feared
The passed is shown by the length of his beard

stands, dead on his feet
Waiting for termites to his conceit
In the mountains, in the seas, in the air the disease

We are not Gods, death to us all
But I'm invincible, tomorrow I'll crawl
In the mountains, in the seas, in the air the disease

The gin in bottle just don't let him drown
Next you swallow, might be hard to keep down
Taste the of the blazing fire
Taste the penalty, sing with the devil's

Gin, always the gin, never and never thin
Thicker blood, less than kin
The trap night ends where it begins