Luyện nghe bài hát Termites

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

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

With the he disappeared
Confirming that I feared
The passed is shown by the length of his beard

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

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

The gin in this bottle just let him drown
Next lesson you swallow, be hard to keep down
the penalty of the blazing fire
Taste the penalty, sing with the choir

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