Luyện nghe bài hát Furnace Funeral

Wake up in a
in my mouth
Fainted by the torture, had no time to
A gathering of freaks, and plot, a feast
Trapped in the furnace, to the beast

Temperature's increased, searing my
I start to I'm the last of my kin
Acrid devastation in the of fate
Bubbles on my body, I know it's far too
Hair is removed by the embers
Retarded people laugh, worthless in a bliss
Eyes leave their sockets, sour of pus
Abscess boiling, and gush

Oven of disgust, of distrust
Medium for the course is a must
See the bastard smile, will be devoured by them
Genitals charred, I pay the for being meek

The hatch is
Topping me with
Roasted body, their my demise

They sit around the table, those fucks
as a three-course dinner, yucks!
Excrements boil, they don't seem to
Brunch of flesh gobbets, in their

My rest on a silver plate
I hope they on my limbs, showing my hate
in a line of incesticide
Sick and deformed, not on my

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