Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh Furnace

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

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

Years gone by that little boy has into a man
Ten score gone up in smoke - his trusty jerry can
His favourite prey, the sleeping ones, ignorant to
Awakened by the fuel-fumes of the

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