Luyện nghe bài hát Nirvana

Before and fridges
The six digits religion
Might sacrifice fidget
Was created by ancient
My kamikaze
Listening to over Rick Rock's chords
Doing religious ceremonies
I see with the
Curse you into
blood from the chalice with Alistair Crowley
I feel no guilt, for the that got spilt
Fuck shall not kill, do what thou wilt!
Skeeming on Rosemary's in witches shrine
My cult'll you shocked like Polanksky in 69
duce you to hallucogenic
Bathing you with females rocking psychodelic bottoms
Fu-Manchu in
Banging spoons like Yuri
Then I'll the ends
And you in the neck
67 wounds in the lubyankas
Allows you to sip droplets the goblets of Pompous conquerers

Javel and
Author of
with big breasts
Soldiers of morbid
incest
Bring me the goat, manipulating on dope
the pope
Hang the rope
And in the throat
I'll spill blood in the name of Satan
And your soul
Author of sacrifice, you'll the bashing your skull
The master the code
of math
Step in my of goons
My of scalpels and tools
And used for ritualistic and purposes
death
Serpin the ancient
But Zeus possesses his
in the monastary
She the crucifix to pop a cherry
Perverted priest, flirt the deceased
The black mass is
Shadowy joyfully dance with the beast
Hunger for human flesh, is sex to feast
Head of the jackal, six hand is complete

20 in the womb melt
Get those the black acid
your wife
Tape depositories in plastic
Candle smashing
Cold as a
Torn a casket
Human gets scorned into ashes
Pray to Satan like Jimmy
Take a of blood
Covered the
led by Miss Sadie Glutz gloves
The drive, from up in the hills
Californication of
Triple six in your fucking gills
real wifey
Made eat the whole
a ghost state
Puncture your throat with chunks of
the craig
And cutting his thoughts in the day
The of hate
I'm licensed to my nurses okay
Unwrapping the
Kevorkian, but dusting
pussies
The
Molest remains
I'm like Brian Wilson, the genius, with a of crimson
Original,
Goons, we move the system

the master witchdoctor
Evil of my chance
anoint the dead
And poison
And a chant
I baptism
With mechanisms
Each exorcism, reads the flesh incisions
My of worship
Features bitches in
I should my pretty
Before they are visciously
We note the impregnated, corrupt the slut
Stab the gut and quickly sent the miscarriage from
Hide the leader of
Along with henchman
down your throat, because your soul needed cleansing
Blood pentagrams
by flames
Charcoal chunks of
We feast on monkey
Calmly cutting down your
Now chugging blood of wine
and suffocate what's wine
The fucking suffering is
tranquilizing needles get stuck up in your arm
Sacrificial animals get from the far