Luyện nghe bài hát The World Is Hell

I can see him walking class
They're all and at some point
A couple motha' fuckers start to
They talkin' 'bout me, but they do it to friends
'Cause all afraid of what's gonna' happen in the end
And now my ears ringing
meaning that the devil sings and prays on broken wings
I'm not a new
Consimated out of
I've been assembled and by all them things you hate
I'm uncontrollable, but still I get the last
I got your head inside my garbage bag
Be alarmed everybody the birds out
My warning was last year, the words out
I take for the American mute
And fire bomb on your campaign from house roofs
And that's the truth as Twiztid can tell
Make sure it's all covered the world is Hell

The World is
I'm hearing what saying
But you're and only hoping and staying
As if changing
The is Hell
A change from within
Speakin' your mind, is that another sin, within
The is Hell
I'm hearing what saying
But you're and only hoping and staying
As if changing
The World is
A change comes within
Speakin' mind, is that another sin, from within]

Let's with the way that we act
and destruction!
Civilized an axe, killing is a function
by the world and embedded in the mind
and through television by the age of
solidified
Little time just waiting to explode
On the whole world turning the world a hole
And your fault
So many young are dumb and to drugs and be like
Fuck an
homeless (starving) strung out and dieing (eating out of garbage cans)
A lost generation stuck somewhere between the real and the of imagination
some call it hell, living every day
Maybe this is hell, everywhere
and any way if good you'll go to heaven
and if not you're destined to stay till the year 2057

sit alone and watch the world down
everybody gather
all the are gagged and bound
I found a way to display my strange
in a way that will the rest of your world numb
(De-de-destruction!)without a story to tell and I'm gonna' turn you to the books next page as
so your third eye on all the angles they sell
'cause you're dealing with the snakes in this world of
and it's fault that we cuss and pants sags
and our souls are vacuum packed in saver storage bags
(oh in disposable)
me away and I multiply to seven and return on the sixth day
five ways, five to form a fist,
never gave us what we want, so they can't hate us for takin' it
and death, another story to tell,
'cause demons are everywhere and the is hell