Luyện nghe bài hát Hung And Bled

Trying to his murders
The maniac stabs the heart, stops the
Cleaning up the a problem
He now solves, through heels
and bled

Corpses are suspended by feet
Swaying, dripping, piece of meat
Fastened to the ceiling gore
Splashing down to the

Corpses he turning pale
All the blood drained his grail
to the ceiling, dry and dead
Fluids of life have been
and bled

Congealing fester the stench
septic gruel
Putrid slop the surface of his dungeon
A gruesome meal, feast, live on death

Corpses dangle, lifeless, gray and
Rotting flesh, the meat hooks their hold
Stenching falls onto the ground
Bones and flesh form a

killer will not stop
Hanging dead replacing those drop
Blood, he drinks wine, their flesh, his bread
In his maw red
Hung and

Oozing blood the butcher's
Soak the concrete,
Halls of dread draped with
crimes, stalactites made of flesh
Festooned innards

Gaining life, place
The stone walls
Hungry soul, it can
A genuine hell

Created by the butcher, he lost
Owner and property change their
Constantly feeding the room
He once the chamber, now it's his tomb

Hung by their feet, drained of
by death, greed of this place
Bodies decay, devoured by
to this hell he creates, undying

Corpses are suspended by their
Swaying, dripping, bloody piece of
to the ceiling leaking gore
Splashing to the floor

he suspended turning pale
All the blood drained his grail
Fastened to the ceiling, dry and
Fluids of life have shed
Hung and