Luyện nghe bài hát In The Name Of Gore

Extrapolating the abhorrent
We disinter a truth
Heinously plundering death's
Like a bumbling violent

Tearing through the layers of
With vicious rancor and bitter
To get at the cold, dead of the matter
Which we bring forth to

canonized
We let reign unfettered
eulogized
To the last bloody
No one can do it

In grisly detail we out or own
Death scenes' coup de
With homicidal zeal we the curtain
That decorum draw

Retrograding morality in our sick
Dead world, it had no
Desecrating sense of dignity
But of course in the end, it's all a of distaste

Your values mollified, by clean
Precise cuts, each to the
Your vilified, taste and tolerance
Are now to task

In the name of
We'll set this bloody score
The grave hold us anymore
kick in the mausoleum doors

Even than before
We enjoy this gruesome
Revealing the horror
The of death that you deplore

through the core
This slaughterous you abhor
Is the vocation we
As we another oozing sore

Bringing revulsion to the
As the vomit on the floor
Forevermore, in the name of

Stopping at to indulge
An off-color of tumor
We regurgitate force-fed
Straight a silver platter

Serving up ghastly
to swallow without black humor
With in cheek
We on the matter of splatter

no headstone unturned
And no site unmarred
Our journey six feet
down we undertake

Dark horses tread
Through this dance macabre
Somnambulating
Our own nightmares while awake

Never letting cadavers lie
We out their sickening stories
Though a near and a voice
To the dead would make some

No detail is
No how repulsive, vile or gory
We recant our morbid epithets
Flesh, not words, is what we

Decay by any other
reek and fester just the same
We delight in a dead corpse
In its own game

Slicing off another remark
That could shear off protruding
Our barbs are quite
And our verbal daggers sharply

Decay
Wallowing in our own waste
regurgitated
And smear back in your fucking face

In the name of
We'll set this bloody score
The grave can't hold us
We'll kick in the mausoleum

Even sicker than
We enjoy gruesome chore
Revealing the ghastly
The face of death you deplore

Rotting the core
This carnage you abhor
Is the vocation we
As we another oozing sore

Bringing revulsion to the
As the vomit on the floor
Forevermore, in the name of