Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral Thirst

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

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

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

I seek to bathe my flesh in crimson spray
My body writhes consent of conscience
I the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue
I shall walk the once more

From beyond the strings are
I know not what has made me way
The animation of my rigid
I abandon my coffin of premature fate

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

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

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

beyond the strings are pulled
I know not what has this way
The animation of my rigid
I shall abandon my of premature fate

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