Luyện nghe bài hát Limb From Limb

Cleaving away at any extremity, From his torso his are ripped,
pass of my chainsaw, And his leg is disjoined at the hip, Cutting with
my shoulder blade, His I lustily seize, Bit by bit deconstructing his
demise, my victim no piece... Limb from limb... Dislimbing my victims
for my collection of severed and rotting keepsakes, Trophies for my
displayed in mylar on decorative and stakes, Once in possession of
the fleshy sinewy gew gaws that I demand, Only these quadrapalegic
are left to give me a hand... Limb from limb... her hand and arms and
legs, She is looking quite stumped, Collecting the body parts that I
greedily hoarde, The torso is callously dumped, Her grevious spill
precious ichor, Upon the abatoir's floor, But the sacrifice is not
made in vein, Donating her arms to the poor... Limb limb, mercilessly
taking people for an arm and a leg, Limb limb, an unscrupulous bargain
upon which you cannot reneg, from limb, I have so many, but I always
hanker for more, Limb from limb, at times impossible to get a foot in the
door... Limb from limb... You must it to me as I split you at the seams,
I always get a leg up on my victims, your projections I glean,
Jigsawed without hope of reassembly, I take what's as mine, You watch as
your existence slips away, losing it one piece at a time...