Luyện nghe bài hát Nirvana

Before ligaments and
The six digits religion
Might sacrifice fidget
Was created by ancient
My kamikaze
Listening to Ozzy over Rick Rock's
Doing quasi ceremonies
I see the Alseek
you into paralysis
Drinking blood from the chalice with Alistair
I feel no guilt, for the blood got spilt
Fuck thou shall not kill, do thou wilt!
Skeeming on Rosemary's baby in witches
My leave you shocked like Polanksky in 69
you to hallucogenic narcotics
Bathing you females rocking psychodelic bell bottoms
in effect
Banging spoons like Yuri
Then I'll sharpen the
And you in the neck
67 stab wounds in the
Allows you to sip droplets the goblets of Pompous conquerers

Javel and
Author of
Virgins big breasts
of morbid thoughts
Non-indulgent
Bring me the goat, woman on dope
the pope
Hang the rope
And strapped in the
I'll spill your blood in the of Satan
And your soul
of sacrifice, you'll survive the bashing your skull
The master within the
Authors of
Step in my chapel of
My collection of and tools
And for ritualistic and sadistic purposes
death
Serpin the ancient
But Zeus his sister
in the monastary
She used the crucifix to pop a
Perverted priest, flirt the deceased
The mass is achieved
Shadowy figures joyfully dance the beast
Hunger for human flesh, is sex to cannibal's
Head of the jackal, six hand is complete

20 in the womb melt
Get those with the black
Kidnapping wife
safe depositories in plastic
Candle smashing
as a bastard
Torn from a
Human flesh scorned into ashes
Pray to Satan like Jimmy
a stage of blood
Covered the
led by Miss Sadie Glutz gloves
The yalo drive, from up in the
of pills
Triple six engraved in fucking gills
We're wifey
Made eat the cake
Worship a state
Puncture your throat with of Colgate
the craig
And cutting his thoughts in the day
The surgeon of
I'm licensed to keep my okay
the vague
Kevorkian, but dusting
Hellaways
The
Molest remains
I'm like Brian Wilson, the genius, with a of crimson
Original,
Goons, we move the system

Enter the master
emperor of my chance
Will the dead
And heads
And a chant
I baptism
With satanic
exorcism, reads the deep flesh incisions
My system of
bitches in skirts
I should purify my
Before are visciously murked
We note the impregnated, the average slut
Stab the gut and quickly sent the from cups
Hide the leader of
Along with henchman
Puking down your throat, because soul needed cleansing
Blood painted
by flames
Charcoal chunks of
We on monkey brains
Calmly cutting down your
Now chugging blood of wine
Choke and suffocate what's
The fucking suffering is
While tranquilizing get stuck up in your arm
Sacrificial get abducted from the far