Luyện nghe bài hát In The Name Of Gore

Extrapolating the abhorrent
We a sordid truth
Heinously plundering depths
Like a violent sleuth

Tearing through the of decay
vicious rancor and bitter scorn
To get at the cold, heart of the matter
Which we forth to mourn

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

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

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

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

In the of gore
We'll set right this score
The grave can't us anymore
We'll kick in the mausoleum

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

Rotting 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 of gore

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

Serving up repast
Hard to swallow black humor
tongue in cheek
We on the matter of splatter

no headstone unturned
And no grave unmarred
Our journey six feet
Straight down we

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

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

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

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

Slicing off another remark
could shear off protruding bones
Our barbs are quite
And our daggers sharply honed

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

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

Even sicker before
We enjoy this gruesome
the ghastly horror
The face of death that you

through the core
This carnage you abhor
Is the we adore
As we drain another sore

revulsion to the fore
As the stains on the floor
Forevermore, in the name of