Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral Thirst

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

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

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

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

From beyond the strings are
I know not has made me this way
The of my rigid corpse
I shall abandon my coffin of fate

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

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

I seek to bathe my fetid flesh in crimson
My body writhes consent of conscience
I lift the lid the pounds of dirt shall not
I shall the earth once more

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

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