Luyện nghe bài hát Deadest Of The Dead

In the of nights I perform a graveside disservice, Disinhuming the
remains of those who I deem to deserve this, A corpse dead to rights
undergo this rigorous trashing, Selecting the of the poor stiff that
tonight I will be thrashing... from the shelter of earth's dusty
embrace for a curiosity, Then abruptly dismembered without
compunction, just pure feriocity... Consumed and to welter, In shredded
entrails and long dessciated pus, Wiping the firt from my hands, As I
from the grave that I've to dust... Caskets uprooted, mausoleums
stained red, Riding six feet deep amongst the deadest of the dead, A
tombstone is the sole witness, To necro-attrocities as I endeavor to
split this... Corpse in half, by my wrath, The carcass is maimed,
Cleft by pick-axe, halved, and smashed, The gravesite's in flames,
from the reams of obituaries deep in the cemetary, I torment the
entombed, The dead be wary of the grudges I carry, Deep into the
gloom... Riding six feet under, Inhale the stench of my nocturnal
I'll never find piece in a cold, hard death bed, Until I have found
the deadest of the dead... Your insipid epitaph rots, In the file,
A necrophile's smile beguiles, Your remains thus defiled, The
echoes, In the now vacant burial plot, Decayed, dead and decomposed,
But in peace you'll rot... Piss on the unholy grave, torso carved and
depraved, Now gone the way of all flesh to give me day my daily death,
The next to fall prey to my sepulchural slaughter, Another festering
corpse demise has at last brought her... Under the blade, she's carved
up and flayed, Body dismembered, No paid, I hack up the slayed, Who
no one remembers, Chainsaw fucked to the hilt, her guts all spilled, I
the interred, One foot in the grave, by the casket enslaved, I'm an
unholy terror... Riding six feet down, Finding my niche in a hole in the
ground, One step over the I tread, In this graveyard of stiffs, I am
the of the dead...