Luyện nghe bài hát Throes of Perdition

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

Vultures circle above, mocking the kill
Excrement drooling their chins
the cliffs I look down into the starving hell-mouth
The rabid crashes hard on it's teeth

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

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

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

eating from their claws

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

Such melancholy burning the stars from
As we melt drowning 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 so cold
Pull another out
Stick it with the of them
When my is full
me around to face it

Sob so we choke then we die....