Luyện nghe bài hát Gul Mudin

Gul Mudin, pop pop
Fantasy, of team
Sergent cut off your finger
Andy Holmes put it in a
Bravo third platoon
of blood reflecting the sky
Blowing out
off military
Corporal
Open and idiotic
fly seen by
Day is but a bug
Close your eyes
You're in the night

for death pup pup army
Stoned on hash, porta
In the they pushed your father
But you into his heart
Curling up into a
Rest your head his hate

Judgement will never be
A crow taps the face of your
The Virgin might not clip its wings
For hell is hot, is hot, Satan's cock, hell is hot

out savages
Beating off
Jeremy
Open and idiotic
fly seen by
Day is but a bug
Close your eyes
aglow in the night