Luyện nghe bài hát Maggot Hatchery

Out on the bog a mouldy old shack,
A graveyard out front and a in the back,
The creature who lives personifies death,
She'll curdle your blood the smell of her breath,
Wrapped up in and a tattered old hood,
She walks a cane made of twisted black wood,
A feared necromancer and of curses,
She really enjoys people in hearses.
Blessed with a that can drive men insane,
A body by and a sinister brain,
Her can peel wallpaper when they're exposed,
and fungus infesting her toes,
She all her evenings creating disease,
Conjuring and maggots to please,
Enormous pupae she breeds,
On disinterred bodies they and feed
A larval sack she did
It crawled into a ditch
Once underground it on,
No one noticed it was gone.
in the sewer this maggot had fun,
Eating the rats was it's job one,
It rodents and left them in tatters,
The flesh of the made it all the more fatter,
Bones it did crunch and then munched
The invertebrate sloppily lunched,
It's tubular mass the sewers did squirm,
A limb-ripping, flesh-tearing, worm
With palpitating in gelatinous mounds,
It made it's way Creepsylvania's grounds
the filth by which it was sustained,
The Swamp Hag had this very well trained
Finding a coffin that was plugged,
The corpse was devoured by the slug,
Rot and it ingested with zeal,
As long as it knew that it had a next
on the bloated dead
Stiffs enveloped to head
acid into the crypts
To gorge on all the parts dripped
Tomb after tomb it slowly
As we watched our sources deplete
It tunneled into our practice
And listened as we the place
Into the sewer it
It's casing held a shape
A squalling lump all set to
This has not yet seen the worst