Luyện nghe bài hát Nirvana

Before and fridges
The six digits religion
Might sacrifice fidget
Was created by midgets
My cronies
Listening to Ozzy over Rick chords
Doing religious ceremonies
I see with the
Curse you paralysis
Drinking blood from the chalice with Alistair
I feel no guilt, for the that got spilt
Fuck thou not kill, do what thou wilt!
Skeeming on baby in witches shrine
My cult'll leave you shocked Polanksky in 69
you to hallucogenic narcotics
Bathing you with females psychodelic bell bottoms
Fu-Manchu in
Banging spoons like Yella
I'll sharpen the ends
And juks you in the
67 stab in the lubyankas
Allows you to sip from the goblets of Pompous conquerers

and dagger
Author of
Virgins with big
Soldiers of thoughts
incest
Bring me the goat, woman on dope
the pope
Hang the rope
And strapped in the
I'll spill your in the name of Satan
And capture your
Author of sacrifice, survive the bashing your skull
The master the code
Authors of
Step in my of goons
My collection of scalpels and
And used for ritualistic and sadistic
Cermonial
the ancient verses
But possesses his sister
in the monastary
She used the crucifix to pop a
priest, flirt with the deceased
The mass is achieved
Shadowy figures joyfully dance with the
for human flesh, is sex to cannibal's feast
Head of the jackal, six figure hand is

20 hits in the womb
Get those with the black
Kidnapping your
Tape depositories in plastic
Candle smashing
as a bastard
Torn a casket
Human flesh scorned into ashes
Pray to Satan Jimmy Page
Take a of blood
Covered the
Bloods led by Miss Sadie gloves
The yalo drive, up in the hills
Californication of
Triple six engraved in your fucking
We're real
eat the whole cake
Worship a ghost
Puncture your with chunks of Colgate
Launching the
And his thoughts in the first day
The surgeon of
I'm licensed to my nurses okay
the vague
Kevorkian, but the?
Hellaways
The
Molest remains
I'm like Brian Wilson, the genius, with a stain of
Original,
Goons, we through the system

the master witchdoctor
Evil of my chance
Will the dead
And poison
And a chant
I baptism
With mechanisms
Each exorcism, reads the flesh incisions
My system of
bitches in skirts
I should my pretty
Before are visciously murked
We note the impregnated, corrupt the slut
the gut and quickly sent the miscarriage from cups
Hide the of Senchin
Along evil henchman
Puking down your throat, because soul needed cleansing
Blood pentagrams
by flames
Charcoal chunks of
We on monkey brains
cutting down your spine
Now we're chugging blood of
Choke and suffocate wine
The fucking is divine
While tranquilizing needles get up in your arm
Sacrificial animals get abducted the far