Luyện nghe bài hát Buried In The Backyard

To kill, is why I
My God, gives eternal
you, I watch your blood flow
Rotten brains, I 'till I'm full
Pressure building, the body to swell
The souls of my victims me great power
Feasting on the flesh by the
Lungs as I cave in your chest
through your organs-searching for meat
Chewing the heart of my kill builds my evil
Bodies of blood to fill my sacrificial

I stalk my at night, I need to kill tonight
To strengthen my evil soul, those I kill
me below
I am your worst reality, and torture of humanity
Violent ways of insanity, there is no end to

In my grasp, I'll kill you fast, I'll send soul
to
Butchery of Human beings is the life I

My of zombies will inherit the earth, and
answer to my
the human race in search for

I drag the carcass home, it feels stiff and
Incantation of the to rob it of its soul
Consume the lifeless cadaver, I your
blood
Its death flows my body, indulge in its

Crucifixion in the cemetery, awakes the
from sleep
Rising from graves, to devour the
weakened
my control, I own their tortured souls.