Luyện nghe bài hát Serv Asat

Serv asat, asat, serv asat

To exterminate the soiling my brain
I put the pen to the pad the madness drains
'Cause words are colossal not docile
Infectious like a brothel, no to get hostile

Calling all apostles, united we
They bleeding out they nostrils, I'm wicked hands
Throwing vicious combinations, witness
I just fucked soul annihilation

Feel the tickle and grow
Spreading over your mind and control
A noble savage on a rampage war is all that I
Feeding hungry heads defeating all your

Art saves, make the a weapon you can use
Art saves, make the a weapon you can use

From the moment I wake it grenades
So I scribble on the page and reality
I walk the Scottish moors with pagans on forest
the sacraments and conjure up thunderstorms

I hunt with Cernunnos and with satyrs
Conquer Rome in a day and battle armored

Infested with ticks existence is shit
All these in the trees while the napalms drips
Words burn their lips old roach clips
Holy as I infected by

Art saves, the pain a weapon you can use
Art saves, make the pain a you can use

Serv

I liberate the devils in my
the paragraphs crafted by my pen
These drip on the page
My blind, multi-eyed children of

I could'a a bat to the back of his head
Or dropped a napalm bomb on the bed as she
But I split and wrote it down
At least now you who you're fucking with
I'm sick but I'm free, weak and I'm built for the siege

Art saves, make the pain a you can use
Art saves, the pain a weapon you can use

Serv asat, serv