Luyện nghe bài hát Maggot Hatchery

Out on the bog sits a old shack,
A out front and a swamp in the back,
The creature who lives personifies death,
She'll your blood with the smell of her breath,
Wrapped up in rags and a old hood,
She walks with a cane made of twisted wood,
A necromancer and caster of curses,
She really enjoys people in hearses.
Blessed a face that can drive men insane,
A by joke and a sinister brain,
Her feet can peel wallpaper they're exposed,
and fungus infesting her toes,
She spends all her evenings disease,
Conjuring larvae and to please,
Enormous pupae she breeds,
On disinterred bodies they and feed
A sack she did dismiss
It crawled into a ditch
underground it carried on,
No one noticed it was gone.
Down in the sewer this had fun,
the rats was it's job number one,
It terrorized rodents and left in tatters,
The flesh of the beasts it all the more fatter,
Bones it did crunch and cartilege munched
The slimy sloppily lunched,
tubular mass through the sewers did squirm,
A limb-ripping, flesh-tearing, many-toothed
With palpitating skin in mounds,
It made way through Creepsylvania's grounds
Seeking the filth by it was sustained,
The Hag had this maggot very well trained
Finding a coffin that was plugged,
The corpse was by the glistening slug,
Rot and decay it with zeal,
As as it knew that it had a next meal
Feasting on the bloated
enveloped foot to head
Vomiting into the crypts
To gorge on all the parts dripped
Tomb after tomb it creeped
As we watched our sources deplete
It tunneled into our space
And as we moshed the place
the sewer it escaped
It's held a human shape
A squalling lump all set to
This town has not yet the worst