Luyện nghe bài hát Throes of Perdition

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

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

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

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

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

Without eating from their

Life feels like hell
This so cold
another knife out
Stick it with the rest of
When my back is
Turn me to face it

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

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

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

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

Sob so heavily we choke we die....