Luyện nghe bài hát Womb Of The Worm

Black hat stranger as as effluent
Hides his mirror shades and crocodile smile
on the weak, the vulnerable and innocent
All things and virginal he will defile

of a flock of black sheep
He knows his charges
Their thirst for life is
in his snow filled hell

They die
In the of the worm they lie
They die
In the of the worm they lie

Slaves to the only God know
by the song of the cosmic diva
The Lord of the is a dandy beau
King of the hill in the new

Where does he from, their redeemer
does he dwell? They never learn
What is the prize for the true
Rotting away in the womb of the

Death is the hand of a handsome
He speaks, heads
unaware of impending danger
Quickening dead in the of the worm

They die
In the womb of the worm lie
They die
In the womb of the they lie

At the of sad lonely children
sits with a tear in her eye
Killed in prime tell me why were they taken?
It's not but 'The Worm' that should die

Stabat Mater
A grieving mother's sad
dragons in the subway
To kill the and ease the pain

Don't be afraid just take my
'Cause life's too to be a bore
Try it once, understand
Why they keep back for more

Form an orderly line outside door
If you want to taste his sweet
He's short of clientle
Though most of them die from a fatal

Another cries to a chat-show host
She speaks, my stomach
I hear how a kid, how a young ghost
Died a sickening death in the of the worm

never die
In the of the worm they lie
never die
In the womb of the worm lie

never die
In the womb of the worm lie
never die
In the of the worm they lie

Of the womb, of the
Of the womb, of the
Of the womb, of the
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