Luyện nghe bài hát Buried In The Backyard

To kill, is why I
My God, eternal life
you, I watch your blood flow
Rotten brains, I feed 'till I'm
Pressure building, the body starts to
The souls of my victims me great power
on the flesh by the hour
Lungs explode as I cave in your
Probing through organs-searching for meat
the heart of my kill builds my evil will
Bodies emptied of blood to my sacrificial

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

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

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

I drag the carcass home, it feels stiff and
of the devil to rob it of its soul
Consume the lifeless cadaver, I drink
blackened
Its death through my body, indulge in its

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