Luyện nghe bài hát Gorenography

[music - Sean and Leon del Muerte]
[lyrics - Sean McGrath and Ross

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A gallery of gore for preserved
Your visage shall endure long you've been laid to rest
in celluloid as record of your death

A recremental of art
Artuated straight from the
destiny is black and white
A study in still life
A collage is your patchwork grave
The cutting room floor is where you spend last days
atrocities, my subjects are the dead
An amateur gorenographer off heads

Glistening gralloch, a of rot
Exenterated torsos and clot
works of art are developed and displayed
Decomposed and posed as I another plate

On my nefandous noctuary I diligently
For a exfodiated from hallowed soil
An prepared to grease the gears
Lacking my wit, kin may tears
structure is what you lack
A poultice of plaster will fill in the
Sculptures in are my medium du jour
puniceous effigy I faithfully restore

Abdomen is spliced and the is set
develop your roll as my ensanguined subject
Holes drilled in your skull a camera obscura
This of death will be rather thorough
My scrapbook of horror is your final
Pictures from the world, a corpse photographed
countenance embossed in silver gelatin
A gruesome reminder of untimely end

A test is used for the final cut
Through and error I make my decision
The enlarged to a grainy print
This exhibit, my final revision

[solo: "Welcome to the Bone Room" by L.d.
[solo: "Matted and Framed for Decay" by S.C.

license I must take
Depleted bones I'm apt to break I strike the set, shoot is a wrap
Your casket occluded with scraps
The harvest I find in a moldering
A cadaverous curio with which I