Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh Furnace

Roasts his parents as sleep, a ghastly human pyre
Who'd suspect a little boy that play with fire?
Firmly tied down to the bed, sprawled the mattress
Doused in petrol, of mercy, staring at the matches
Eyes of horror open as finally the match is struck
Hungry fumes burst in to flames, your boy don't give a fuck
Blue flames race across the blankets, sheets fuse to backs
Excruciating torturous pain, as faces melt wax
The fire-works the boy, he dances 'round the bed
Chanting, whooping merrily, his parents red
Across the bed and up the walls, the fire licks the
Paint and flesh react the same, and peeling

Blood, blackened and un-burnt fuel
from the mouth as filthy drool
Carbonized brittle and thin
Teeth grinning through black flaking skin

Years gone by that boy has turned into a man
Ten score lives gone up in smoke - his jerry can
His favourite prey, the ones, ignorant to attack
Awakened by the of the pyromaniac

The haunting dreams of dead,
his mind each day
New faces, a mere disguise,
parents have to pay
Masturbating furiously, their torment he
A whisp of steam, a sizzling sound, as hits the embers