Luyện nghe bài hát I Work For The Streetcleaner

I work for the
When the work day is
I bring home some
For some late necrophiliac fun...
I clean up the toll of the highway
Blood and twisted steel are
The gore in my will be smeared on my love
And the cadaver I will be mine
My and I are pathetic
Fellating the of the dead
Fornication with the remnants of the dismembered
Sodomizing the worm head...
We bathe in the blood of the unlucky
Keep their eyes, tongues and in glass cases
Smear our naked bodies in the grue and pus
Lick the rotted sinews from their beaten faces
We are and enticed, my lover and I,
By the sanguine of the deaceased
We writhe among of gelatinous dead flesh
And suck the hepatic tissue of the
procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full
I remove the fluids your skull...

of preservation fluids
Inhale the nauseating
On the wall
purulent
in my room...
I the clots on my face and skin
The carnage of the expelled
Masturbate with the blood of stiff
Explose carnal joy among the entrails
Writhing an dwiggling in a bed full of
My inhibitions no more
French the skulls, the foetid breath
Making love to the cadaverous
We are psychotic, my and I
Only the sick couls our delight
We take turns mounting the stiff
Our continue through out the night...
The jellified skin through my hands
The joy of from the dead corpses touch
The necrotic thirst for love
The love a corpse give too much...
I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are
I remove the fluids your skull...

I for the streetcleaner
And it's never been said
fun to be paid
To of the recently dead
The insane lust of the
A emotion that cannot be described
The thrill of and its horrible result
an urge from which our sickness derives
Tonight we will in forbidden delight
To quench our desires, it's we must do
Beware if you drive on the highway
The next we fuck might be you!!!