Luyện nghe bài hát Throes of Perdition

Blind-folded and stood waiting
With the whole my firing squad
At the of the world I'm faced out
Staring the sun in the eye

circle above, hyenas mocking the kill
Excrement drooling their chins
Atop the cliffs I look into the starving hell-mouth
The rabid foam crashes on it's teeth

Their mouths
Fantasizing my ending
This world looks down
A man who can stand on his own two

As feeding their guns "ready aim"
They say I'll live if i die for cause
Living the rule of fellow cro-magnon fool
They to look out to stay still

Their salivate
Fantasizing my gruesome
world looks down upon
A man who can on his own two feet

Without eating their claws

Life like hell should
This hell's so
another knife out
Stick it the rest of them
my back is full
Turn me around to it

Such burning the stars from skies
As we drowning inside their bloodied eyes
Hope is running from lacerations
Sob so heavily we then we die....

Die...Die...Die...Die...

GUITAR

Die...Die...Die...Die

Life feels like hell
hell's so cold
Pull knife out
it with the rest of them
When my is full
Turn me around to it

Sob so we choke then we die....