Luyện nghe bài hát Wilt

Drawing from the
Innocent few cast their in
Praying, count
in something for a price

Cop out
Broken
Deceiving
You've raped their hearts and

False for the weak and needy
Blind
The shortest distance from the

Rotted
your loaded lot of shit
few
Sorry of divine crimes pay their lives

False gimmick for the and needy
angel
The distance from the truth

minds
Believe your loaded lot of
few
Sorry of divine crimes pay their lives

You're faceless beyond
You've on a new level
Hatred, more spite than any

Gutless, dying
Hollow shells, lives
lives