Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Young Man

Cold blue swastika on my skin
The ice in my veins, the staples in my
I've got it carved in my forehead, 'Slave To My
Too for the brotherhood to ever take me in

Gonna write down my law in blood the street
To the of a goose-step, heavy metal beat
purify my race, gonna turn up the heat
Just wanna make 'em die and make the job

I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked man
It's not the games I play, the movies I see, the music I dig
I'm just a wicked man

I like to run my on heavy heavy fuel
I can punch a wall, I can kick like a mule
I got a pocketful of bullets and a blueprint of the
I'm the devil's soldier, I'm the devil's little tool

I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked man
not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig
I'm just a young man

I got every kind of chemical pumpin' through my
I read Kampf daily just to keep my hatred fed
I never ever sleep, I lay in my bed
of the day when everyone is dead

I am a young man, oh, I am a wicked young man
not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig
I'm just a young man
I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a young man
I am a young man, oh, I am a wicked young man