Luyện nghe bài hát A Body Farm

For life I take, an ecosystem I create
Blood and guts my life
I am the brutal
I - quantity
no more insane Jesus Christ.

Forgive my humble
Rotting bodies clogging the
Please pardon the stench and the trunk of a man on the workbench

Out by the shed are buzzing hives of human heads
The of larvae tells us
the time of

Decomposition - An exhibition of life springs from tragedy

Degeneration - and maturation of DNA: The residue of death

The twilight falls on maggots in flesh
Dead - the now dead as can be

The now giving life harmoniously
A God - This me a god

This is absurd and quite - the corruption of human beings
My back now a goddamned crime scene

I am the ying, I am the
and evil are one in the same
No more insane than Jesus

The smell is part of the when you live on a body farm
I walk with the stench of decay along littered paths at the break of the day

Ah, the in being a killer, yet in the crime-solving community, I am a pillar
A corpse turns to mulch with a roto-tiller

I for the good of man

a morbid demonstration
The of life - in all its majesty

Degeneration - fermentation of heaps and heaps of human meat

The twilight falls on maggots in flesh
- the dead now dead as can be

The cadaver now giving harmoniously
A God - This me a god