Luyện nghe bài hát Throes of Perdition

Blind-folded and stood waiting
With the whole my firing squad
At the edge of the world I'm out
the sun right in the eye

Vultures above, hyenas mocking the kill
Excrement down their chins
Atop the cliffs I look down into the starving
The rabid foam crashes hard on teeth

mouths salivate
Fantasizing my gruesome
This world looks down
A man who can on his own two feet

As their their guns "ready aim"
They say I'll live if i die for their
Living under the of fellow cro-magnon fool
They fear to look out to still

mouths salivate
Fantasizing my gruesome
This world looks down
A man who can on his own two feet

Without eating from claws

Life feels like should
hell's so cold
Pull another out
Stick it the rest of them
When my back is
Turn me to face it

Such melancholy burning the stars skies
As we drowning inside their bloodied eyes
is ravaged running from lacerations
Sob so we choke then we die....

Die...Die...Die...Die...

GUITAR

Die...Die...Die...Die

Life feels like hell
This hell's so
Pull knife out
Stick it with the of them
When my is full
me around to face it

Sob so heavily we choke we die....