Luyện nghe bài hát Nirvana

Before and fridges
The six digits religion
sacrifice pigeon's fidget
Was created by ancient
My kamikaze
Listening to Ozzy over Rock's chords
Doing quasi ceremonies
I see the Alseek
you into paralysis
Drinking from the chalice with Alistair Crowley
I no guilt, for the blood that got spilt
Fuck thou not kill, do what thou wilt!
on Rosemary's baby in witches shrine
My cult'll you shocked like Polanksky in 69
duce you to hallucogenic
Bathing you females rocking psychodelic bell bottoms
in effect
Banging spoons like Yuri
Then I'll sharpen the
And you in the neck
67 stab in the lubyankas
you to sip droplets from the goblets of Pompous conquerers

Javel and
Author of
with big breasts
Soldiers of thoughts
incest
Bring me the goat, manipulating woman on
the pope
Hang from the
And strapped in the
I'll spill your in the name of Satan
And your soul
Author of sacrifice, you'll the bashing your skull
The master within the
Authors of
in my chapel of goons
My of scalpels and tools
And used for and sadistic purposes
death
Serpin the ancient
But Zeus his sister
in the monastary
She used the to pop a cherry
Perverted priest, flirt with the
The black 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 with the black acid
your wife
Tape depositories in plastic
smashing ariolas
Cold as a
from a casket
Human flesh gets into ashes
Pray to Satan like Page
Take a of blood
the following
Bloods led by Sadie Glutz gloves
The drive, from up in the hills
of pills
Triple six engraved in your fucking
We're real
Made eat the whole
Worship a state
Puncture your throat chunks of Colgate
the craig
And his thoughts in the first day
The of hate
I'm licensed to my nurses okay
Unwrapping the
Kevorkian, but the?
pussies
The
your remains
I'm like Brian Wilson, the genius, with a of crimson
Original,
Goons, we through the system

the master witchdoctor
Evil emperor of my
anoint the dead
And heads
And brainwash a
I baptism
With mechanisms
Each exorcism, reads the deep flesh
My system of
Features bitches in
I purify my pretty
Before are visciously murked
We note the impregnated, the average slut
the gut and quickly sent the miscarriage from cups
Hide the of Senchin
Along evil henchman
Puking down your throat, your soul needed cleansing
Blood pentagrams
by flames
Charcoal chunks of
We feast on monkey
Calmly down your spine
Now we're chugging of wine
Choke and what's wine
The fucking is divine
While needles get stuck up in your arm
Sacrificial get abducted from the far