Luyện nghe bài hát Draped In Disease

Down the sour
Below the world you think you
Where man never tread
For no sun ever that deep down low

Down the rotten
the filth of mankind it is born
Breathing the stench of rancid
as a freak in the decayed brewage

From life it sets all
Indulged in spree
as the one to be
Draped in
Medication set
No cure to confide
In your it then shall hide
in disease

Subterranean maligned
Abomination the
Balterium of twisted mass
but not blind

Feasting the
Of a thousand infections
Crawling as a
In the epidemic lair

the fluid hell
Stained are the walls with its poisoned
Roots of plague
The rates abide its ways as a of death

Down the hive of
the filth of mankind it now feeds