Luyện nghe bài hát Termites

Gin, the gin, always take one on the chin
The devil dogs and
Peel away and my skin

Smokeless flame, the common
Less than the but more of the same
No paradise, the will lay their claim
Whether the intentions are violent or just

With the he disappeared
Confirming everything that I
The time passed is by the length of his beard

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

We are not Gods, comes 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 this just don't let him drown
Next you swallow, might be hard to keep down
Taste the penalty of the blazing
Taste the penalty, sing with the devil's

Gin, always the gin, never thick and never
than blood, less than kin
The rattle trap night ends where it