Luyện nghe bài hát Maggot Hatchery

Out on the bog a mouldy old shack,
A out front and a swamp in the back,
The who lives there personifies death,
She'll curdle your blood with the of her breath,
up in rags and a tattered old hood,
She walks with a cane of twisted black wood,
A necromancer and caster of curses,
She enjoys putting people in hearses.
Blessed a face that can drive men insane,
A by joke and a sinister brain,
Her feet can peel when they're exposed,
Gangrene and infesting her toes,
She spends all her evenings disease,
larvae and maggots to please,
Enormous she constantly breeds,
On disinterred bodies they suckle and
A larval she did dismiss
It crawled a drainage ditch
Once underground it on,
No one noticed it was gone.
Down in the this maggot had fun,
Eating the rats was job number one,
It terrorized rodents and them in tatters,
The flesh of the beasts it all the more fatter,
Bones it did and then cartilege munched
The slimy invertebrate lunched,
It's tubular mass the sewers did squirm,
A limb-ripping, flesh-tearing, worm
With palpitating skin in mounds,
It made it's way through Creepsylvania's
the filth by which it was sustained,
The Swamp Hag had maggot very well trained
a coffin that was plentifully plugged,
The corpse was devoured by the slug,
Rot and decay it ingested zeal,
As long as it knew that it had a meal
Feasting on the bloated
Stiffs foot to head
acid into the crypts
To gorge on all the that dripped
Tomb tomb it slowly creeped
As we watched our food sources
It tunneled into our space
And listened as we moshed the
the sewer it escaped
It's held a human shape
A squalling lump all set to
town has not yet seen the worst