Luyện nghe bài hát Hung And Bled

Trying to his murders
The maniac stabs the heart, stops the
Cleaning up the blood's a
He now solves, hooks through
and bled

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

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

Congealing fluids fester the
Revolting gruel
Putrid licks the surface of his dungeon
A gruesome meal, feast, live on death

Corpses dangle, lifeless, gray and
Rotting flesh, the meat hooks lose hold
Stenching body falls onto the
Bones and flesh a mound

Sanguinary will not stop
dead replacing those that drop
Blood, he like 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 with

Gaining life, sentient
The stone breathe
soul, it can think
A genuine living

Created by the butcher, he lost
Owner and property change roles
Constantly feeding the gluttonous
He once ruled the chamber, now it's his

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

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

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