🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Sense Of The Diabolic - Deeds Of Flesh

 SENSE OF THE 
 
 What plagues the 
 To drive a clever 
 Into what  see
 As a threat to 
  his victims
 From the veins of the 
 An endless 
 Of  desires
  the craving for
  sense of the diabolic
 
 The killers  killers
 
 Slumped the  body
 Up against  tree
 Like a  over scarecrow
 In a  position
 
 During torture
 Trussed up like  hog
 In the blackness of  forest
 Screamings unheard
 
  on dirt
 Packed  into the lungs
 Eyes branded, have  color
 Cornea engraved
 Random incisions sliced 
 Through the muscle exposing 
 
 What plagues the 
  drive a clever child
 Into what we 
 As a threat  society
  his victims
 From  veins of the city
 An  supply
 Of new 
 Fill  craving for
 A sense of the 
 
 During torture
 Trussed up  a hog
  the blackness of the forest
 Screamings unheard
 The killers  killers