Luyện nghe bài hát A Song For The Dead

The ashen muse commissions a new verse
A to while away the long sojourn in the hearse
Yet all of us who danse macabre to dour, dismal tunes
Become cold, grim and hard as the upon the tomb
In darkened death's knell peals out it's toll
As another is consigned six feet down to its hole
But ere the last shovel of dirt falls on the of the box
We gravely offer a salute to those to rot
So lift up your heads, in a song for the dead
course ever runs red, so let no lyric remain unsaid
As from our mouths the melody is bled, in a scripted in red
Like rats by the piper led, to join in this song for the dead

The of the gallons never fails to ring true
In dead, bleak, sick world that we're hung, drawn and quartered though
As internecine instrument plays its own bloody part
The hammering of coffin nails outpaces the of our hearts
Symphonic orchestrated, a cleaver conducts
The execrable epiphany too late, just to reduce us to chunks
up from the sod heaves a gross, putrid breath
As the chorus is joined in this for the dead
So lift up your severed heads, in a for the dead
Life's course ever red, so let no lyric remain unsaid
As from our the melody is bled, in a symphony scripted in red
rats by the piper we're led, to join in this song for the dead

Truncated toccatas deranged, across barbed strings and hacked
Eviscerated for the de-brained, plucked upon heartstring stretched
On the
movements decomposed
Regurgitating oratorios
Forensic and de-boned
Mutilating the melody's and means
The crepitated coda in mid-refrain
As the sheet-music is obscured by a scarlet stain
Shattered lodged in your split-open splattered brain
The ruptured meter as the bow is fretted once again
Acrid arias are
The bloated is breached
Abrading viscera bleach
Grotesquely gavage the

the clef
Broken notes into a mess
Falling on ears so
So it ever is in
Carbonized cantatas corrupt, ringing out, seeds of dischord and

Suppurated sonatas erupt, Purulent pizzicatos slicing every way
The cadence is sundered, Bloody scraps of sheet music
Unintellibly
Threnodies resonate six feet under, To where all life's fractured
Will resolve
The slaughter's swells without restraint
As the cacophonous cadenza splits your eardrums clean in
The repugnant orchestra pit an abattoir of death and
The hatchet falls in sharp staccato until is slain