Luyện nghe bài hát Throes of Perdition

Blind-folded and gagged waiting
the whole world my firing squad
At the of the world I'm faced out
Staring the sun in the eye

Vultures circle above, hyenas the kill
drooling down their chins
Atop the I look down into the starving hell-mouth
The rabid foam crashes on it's teeth

Their mouths
Fantasizing my ending
This looks down upon
A man who can on his own two feet

As their feeding guns "ready aim"
They say I'll if i die for their cause
Living the rule of fellow cro-magnon fool
They to look out to stay still

Their salivate
Fantasizing my gruesome
world looks down upon
A man who can stand on his own two

Without eating from their

Life feels like should
This hell's so
Pull knife out
it with the rest of them
When my back is
Turn me around to it

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

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

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

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

Sob so heavily we choke we die....