Luyện nghe bài hát I Work For The Streetcleaner

I work for the
When the day is done
I bring home some
For some late night fun...
I clean up the toll of the highway
Blood and twisted are dnine
The gore in my hands will be smeared on my
And the cadaver I will be mine
My lover and I are
the bones of the dead
Fornication with the of the dismembered carcasses
Sodomizing the eaten head...
We in the blood of the unlucky stiffs
Keep their eyes, tongues and in glass cases
Smear our naked writhing bodies in the and pus
Lick the rotted sinews from their beaten faces
We are aroused and enticed, my and I,
By the sanguine of the deaceased
We writhe among piles of dead flesh
And suck the tissue of the diseased
I'll the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full
I remove the fluids from skull...

of preservation fluids
Inhale the nauseating
On the wall
corpses
in my room...
I feel the clots on my face and
The of the violently expelled
with the blood of mutilated stiff
Explose carnal joy among the entrails
an dwiggling in a bed full of death
My inhibitions no more
French kissing the skulls, the breath
Making love to the whore
We are psychotic, my and I
the sick couls share our delight
We take turns the detestable stiff
Our continue through out the night...
The jellified skin running my hands
The joy of arousal the dead corpses touch
The necrotic thirst for unconcenable
The love a cannot give too much...
I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are
I the fluids from your skull...

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