Luyện nghe bài hát The Choke

torment a stench one inside no doubt lost count
brutalize the red eyes decide
side whose side you're in the middle of the fire
a scythe and smock is so sharp
no conscience such confidence a crooked ear so
a glue on smile social style tyrants rule is such a fool
superior good it's so nice from you
arguments so hideous they're heaven sent you repent
words ice cut and slice announce my demise
why did you die
superior good advice blood red and
heaven torment my stench putrefy putrefy
wise so wise not so wise
shadow shadow shadow why?