Luyện nghe bài hát Termites

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

flame, the common name
Less than the angels but of the same
No paradise, the grateful will lay claim
the intentions are violent or just mundane

With the he disappeared
Confirming everything I feared
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 tonight I'm invincible, tomorrow crawl
In the mountains, in the seas, in the air the disease

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

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