Luyện nghe bài hát A Song For The Dead

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

The of the gallons never fails to ring true
In this dead, bleak, sick world that we're hung, drawn and quartered
As each instrument plays its own bloody part
The hammering of coffin nails the beating of our hearts
Symphonic surgery orchestrated, a cleaver
The execrable comes too late, just to reduce us to chunks
Rising up 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 song for the
Life's course ever runs red, so let no remain unsaid
As from our the melody is bled, in a symphony scripted in red
Like rats by the piper we're led, to join in song for the dead

Truncated toccatas deranged, raked across barbed strings and
Eviscerated etudes for the de-brained, plucked upon stretched
On the
Medicinal movements
oratorios obscene
Forensic fugues and
Mutilating the method and means
The crepitated coda in mid-refrain
As the is obscured by a sanguine scarlet stain
Shattered stave lodged in your splattered brain
The meter falters as the bow is fretted once again
arias are screeched
The bloated thorax is
Abrading with bleach
Grotesquely the deceased

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

Suppurated sonatas erupt, pizzicatos slicing every which way
The truncated cadence is sundered, Bloody of sheet music
Unintellibly
Threnodies resonate six feet under, To where all life's fractured
finally resolve
The symphonic slaughter's swells restraint
As the cadenza splits your eardrums clean in twain
The repugnant orchestra pit an abattoir of death and
The falls in sharp staccato until everyone is slain