Luyện nghe bài hát In The Name Of Gore

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

Tearing the layers of decay
With vicious rancor and bitter
To get at the cold, dead heart of the
Which we forth to mourn

Carnage
We let death reign
Derangement
To the bloody letter
No one can do it

In grisly we play out or own
Death scenes' coup de
With homicidal we remove the curtain
decorum would draw

Retrograding your morality in our
world, it had no place
Desecrating your sense of
But of in the end, it's all a matter of distaste

Your values mollified, severed by
Precise cuts, each to the
Your senses vilified, taste and
Are now taken to

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

sicker than before
We enjoy this gruesome
Revealing the ghastly
The of death that you deplore

Rotting through the
slaughterous carnage you abhor
Is the vocation we
As we drain another oozing

Bringing to the fore
As the stains on the floor
Forevermore, in the of gore

Stopping at nothing to
An off-color sense of
We regurgitate force-fed
Straight onto a platter

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

no headstone unturned
And no grave site
Our wayward six feet
Straight down we

horses tread swiftly
Through this unhallowed dance
Somnambulating
Our own nightmares while awake

Never sleeping cadavers lie
We wring out sickening stories
lending a near and a voice
To the would make some wince

No is omitted
No how repulsive, vile or gory
We won't recant our morbid
Flesh, not words, is we mince

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

Slicing off another remark
That could off protruding bones
Our barbs are malicious
And our verbal daggers sharply

consecrated
Wallowing in our own waste
regurgitated
And right back in your fucking face

In the of gore
set right this bloody score
The can't hold us anymore
We'll kick in the doors

Even than before
We enjoy gruesome chore
the ghastly horror
The face of death that you

through the core
This slaughterous carnage you
Is the vocation we
As we drain another oozing

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