Luyện nghe bài hát Chunk Blower

In this of concrete and machines
There are still many things to remind us human beings

A grinder
Fused of and turbine
Blades flay from bone
Nobody dies
As hundreds for death
The sound of grinding
tissue, organ and lining
Explode in a of compost
Churning corkscrews of
gears and cogs
For the creation of human sausage
The splattering of meat on
Enzymes, and fats
Trickle down vats
Nightmarish humanoid
Behold, the blower

Your grinded
Of and legs
Torsos and
Now meat

an extreme fetish
For blood and
All me
The as a canvas
The art of
Upon skin
Fed into the
Exiting in
the funk

Human
All me?

Sliced and

All me?
Blood and
Brains and
Everything
All me?
Allow me to your worthlessness
Now reduced to beef