Luyện nghe bài hát I Work For The Streetcleaner

I work for the
the work day is done
I bring home organs
For some night necrophiliac fun...
I clean up the toll of the mishap
and twisted steel are dnine
The gore in my hands be smeared on my love
And the cadaver I carry be mine
My lover and I are
Fellating the bones of the
with the remnants of the dismembered carcasses
Sodomizing the eaten head...
We bathe in the blood of the stiffs
Keep their eyes, tongues and brains in cases
Smear our naked writhing in the grue and pus
Lick the rotted sinews from their mangled beaten
We are aroused and enticed, my and I,
By the sanguine of the deaceased
We writhe piles of gelatinous dead flesh
And the hepatic tissue of the diseased
I'll procure the corpses 'til my shelves are full
I remove the fluids your skull...

Jars of fluids
Inhale the fumes
On the decaying
purulent
in my room...
I feel the on my face and skin
The carnage of the violently
Masturbate with the blood of stiff
Explose with carnal joy the entrails
Writhing an in a bed full of death
My existing no more
French kissing the skulls, the foetid
Making to the cadaverous whore
We are psychotic, my and I
the sick couls share our delight
We take turns the detestable stiff
Our moans through out the night...
The jellified skin running through my
The joy of arousal from the dead corpses
The necrotic thirst for unconcenable
The love a cannot give too much...
I'll the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full
I remove the fluids your skull...

I work for the
And though it's been said
It's fun to be
To of the recently dead
The insane of the necrophile
A emotion that cannot be described
The thrill of violence and its result
Creates an urge from which our derives
Tonight we will indulge in delight
To our desires, it's what we must do
Beware if you drive on the highway
The cadaver we fuck might be you!!!