Luyện nghe bài hát The Pentacle Star

Cast down in mortal disguise - belittles himself among the
With razor precision - he carves another prize of death

Not willing to pathetic pleas for life

to all in life as kind - surgical seduction, he lifts the gleaming blade
To taste the blood of desire - embedding the blade into harlot flesh

Not willing to hear pathetic pleas for

Strategically placed mutilation - he then complete the pentacle circle
He's been never caught nor - a grave sickness, never to be equaled