Luyện nghe bài hát Hung And Bled

Trying to his murders
The stabs the heart, stops the flow
Cleaning up the a problem
He now solves, hooks through
Hung and

Corpses are by their feet
Swaying, dripping, bloody of meat
Fastened to the leaking gore
Splashing to the floor

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

Congealing fluids the stench
septic gruel
Putrid slop licks the of his dungeon
A gruesome meal, rancid feast, on death

dangle, lifeless, gray and cold
Rotting flesh, the hooks lose their hold
body falls onto the ground
Bones and flesh a mound

Sanguinary will not stop
Hanging dead replacing those drop
Blood, he like wine, their flesh, his bread
In his maw red
and bled

Oozing blood the victims
Soak the concrete,
of dread draped with death
Ornate crimes, made of flesh
Festooned with

Gaining life, place
The walls breathe
soul, it can think
A genuine hell

Created by the butcher, he control
Owner and change their roles
Constantly the gluttonous room
He ruled the chamber, now it's his tomb

Hung by their feet, of blood
Swallowed by death, greed of this
Bodies decay, devoured by
Slave to this he creates, undying

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

he suspended turning pale
All the blood into his grail
to the ceiling, dry and dead
Fluids of life have been
Hung and