Luyện nghe bài hát Chunk Blower

In this world of and machines
are still many things to remind us we're human beings

A grinder
Fused of steel and
Blades flay from bone
dies alone
As wait for death
The sound of grinding
tissue, organ and lining
Explode in a mulch of
Churning of pain
gears and cogs
For the creation of human sausage
The splattering of on flesh
Enzymes, and fats
Trickle down into
Nightmarish mower
Behold, the blower

grinded mash
Of arms and
Torsos and
Now hamburger

I've an fetish
For blood and
All me
The as a canvas
The art of
Upon skin
Fed into the
in chunks
Spattering the

Human
All me?

Sliced and

All me?
and thighs
Brains and
inside
All me?
Allow me to your worthlessness
Now to ground beef