Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral Thirst

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

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

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

I seek to bathe my fetid in crimson spray
My body without consent of conscience
I the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue
I shall walk the earth once

From beyond the are pulled
I know not has made me this way
The animation of my corpse
I shall abandon my of premature fate

All the words of the
All the of my family in vain
I shall again amongst them
My with blood be repaid, repaid

Dead grasps for the still night air I am now free to maim
There cannot be a God for He would not forgive
Despicable inhuman monster; rotten, and deformed
I am now a of my unholy instinct
Entrails at my bidding a mockery of all I was

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

From beyond the strings are
I not what has made this way
The of my rigid corpse
I shall abandon my coffin of premature

All the of the preacher
All the of my family in vain
I shall again amongst them
My penance with blood be