Luyện nghe bài hát Filthgrinder

Fitlhgrinder, no-love machine,
unknown to and pity
cynical, electrical fucking
What a scenery, the pulsebeat of the
Unholy and the white fear
a look around and understand, (that) your days are numbered
the demon on the and the ticking clock
closing in (on that final) grasp for air, do you believe?
The future beast is and tyranny has come for 777 years
reach out for mercy, just a bygone anyway
Filthgrinder - aggression
Filthgrinder - protect the of the Elite
Filthgrinder - tremble upon the
Trueborn creature, twist Firm grasp of yours
in days of old
He can it, he knows they can't
to be in league with the can't be mistaken
you believe, you know!
He a primitive gospel, so very hard
Yeah!
The mechanisms of destructive can be an artform in itself
The beast risen no so called dark mercy
evil knows no good, good no evil
but a he is in all forms, but religious
a Grand engine carrying of built up Hatred and Powers.
You know that, isn't that why I can smell your
Your heart trying to rip its way your chest
Fitlhgrinder a beastified being risen form the
of an oppressed people.
A people representing Pride, and Honour!