Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral Thirst

The full moon light entrances me it calls me forth
Yet I have not the strength to in stasis, I rot away and dream
Dream of forgotten years dream of the touch of another's

I am to be a of starved worms
My nerves are twisting for the of my salvation
I rest beneath where I remain as as clay
Eternal is swelling in my joints

Somewhere me a flame is slowly born
Inside this shell of flesh grows life anew
Infernal, the moon distorts my
My veins jolt to life, pushing the fluids of the damned

I seek to bathe my flesh in crimson spray
My writhes without consent of conscience
I lift the lid the pounds of dirt shall not
I walk the earth once more

From beyond the strings are
I know not what has me this way
The animation of my corpse
I shall abandon my coffin of premature

All the of the preacher
All the tears of my in vain
I shall again walk amongst
My penance blood be repaid, repaid

Dead hand grasps for the still air I am now free to maim
There be a God for He would not forgive this
Despicable inhuman rotten, twisted and deformed
I am now a tool of my unholy
strewn at my bidding a mockery of all I was

I to bathe my fetid flesh in crimson spray
My body writhes without of conscience
I the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue
I shall the earth once more

From the strings are pulled
I know not what has this way
The animation of my corpse
I shall my coffin of premature fate

All the words of the
All the tears of my in vain
I shall again walk amongst
My penance blood be repaid