Luyện nghe bài hát Nirvana

Before ligaments and
The triple six religion
sacrifice pigeon's fidget
Was by ancient midgets
My kamikaze
Listening to Ozzy over Rick chords
Doing quasi religious
I see with the
Curse you into
Drinking from the chalice with Alistair Crowley
I feel no guilt, for the blood got spilt
Fuck thou shall not kill, do what wilt!
Skeeming on baby in witches shrine
My cult'll you shocked like Polanksky in 69
you to hallucogenic narcotics
Bathing you with females rocking bell bottoms
Fu-Manchu in
Banging like Yuri Yella
Then I'll the ends
And you in the neck
67 stab in the lubyankas
you to sip droplets from the goblets of Pompous conquerers

Javel and
Author of
Virgins big breasts
of morbid thoughts
Non-indulgent
me the goat, manipulating woman on dope
Kidnap the
Hang the rope
And in the throat
I'll your blood in the name of Satan
And your soul
Author of sacrifice, you'll survive the bashing your
The master within the
of math
Step in my chapel of
My collection of and tools
And used for and sadistic purposes
death
Serpin the verses
But possesses his sister
Masterbating in the
She used the crucifix to pop a
Perverted priest, flirt with the
The mass is achieved
Shadowy figures dance with the beast
Hunger for human flesh, is sex to cannibal's
Head of the jackal, six hand is complete

20 hits in the melt
Get with the black acid
Kidnapping your
Tape safe depositories in
Candle ariolas
Cold as a
Torn from a
Human gets scorned into ashes
to Satan like Jimmy Page
Take a of blood
the following
Bloods led by Miss Sadie gloves
The yalo drive, up in the hills
Californication of
six engraved in your fucking gills
We're real
Made eat the cake
a ghost state
Puncture your throat with chunks of
Launching the
And cutting his in the first day
The of hate
I'm licensed to keep my nurses
Unwrapping the
Kevorkian, but the?
Hellaways
The
your remains
I'm like Brian Wilson, the genius, a stain of crimson
Original,
Goons, we through the system

Enter the master
Evil emperor of my
anoint the dead
And heads
And a chant
I envision
satanic mechanisms
Each exorcism, the deep flesh incisions
My system of
Features in skirts
I purify my pretty
they are visciously murked
We note the impregnated, corrupt the slut
Stab the gut and quickly sent the miscarriage from
the leader of Senchin
Along with henchman
Puking down your throat, your soul needed cleansing
Blood painted
Engulfed by
Charcoal of frames
We on monkey brains
Calmly cutting down your
Now we're chugging blood of
Choke and what's wine
The suffering is divine
While tranquilizing needles get stuck up in arm
Sacrificial animals get from the far