Luyện nghe bài hát Womb Of The Worm

Black hat as affluent as effluent
Hides behind his shades and crocodile smile
on the weak, the vulnerable and innocent
All things pure and virginal he will

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

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

Slaves to the only God know
Drawn by the song of the diva
The Lord of the flies is a dandy
of the hill in the new Bohemia

Where does he come from, redeemer
Where does he dwell? They learn
What is the for the true believer?
Rotting in the womb of the worm?

is the hand of a handsome stranger
He speaks, heads
Babes unaware of impending
Quickening in the womb of the worm

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

At the gravesides of sad children
Reason sits with a in her eye
Killed in their prime me why were they taken?
It's not them but 'The Worm' should die

Stabat Dolorosa
A mother's sad refrain
Chasing dragons in the
To kill the time and ease the

Don't be afraid take my hand
life's too short to be a bore
Try it once, you'll
Why they keep coming for more

Form an line outside death's door
If you want to taste his sweet
He's never short of
Though most of die from a fatal seizure

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

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

They die
In the womb of the they lie
They 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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