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 there death,
She'll curdle your with the smell of her breath,
Wrapped up in rags and a old hood,
She walks with a made of twisted black wood,
A necromancer and caster of curses,
She really enjoys putting in hearses.
Blessed with a that can drive men insane,
A by joke and a sinister brain,
Her feet can wallpaper when they're exposed,
Gangrene and fungus her toes,
She all her evenings creating disease,
Conjuring larvae and to please,
pupae she constantly breeds,
On disinterred bodies suckle and feed
A larval sack she did
It crawled into a drainage
Once it carried on,
No one that it was gone.
in the sewer this maggot had fun,
Eating the was it's job number 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 slimy invertebrate lunched,
It's tubular through the sewers did squirm,
A limb-ripping, flesh-tearing, worm
With palpitating skin in mounds,
It made it's way through grounds
Seeking the by which it was sustained,
The Swamp Hag had maggot very well trained
a coffin that was plentifully plugged,
The was devoured by the glistening slug,
Rot and decay it ingested zeal,
As long as it knew that it had a next
Feasting on the bloated
enveloped foot to head
Vomiting acid the crypts
To gorge on all the that dripped
Tomb tomb it slowly creeped
As we watched our food sources
It tunneled our practice space
And as we moshed the place
Into the it escaped
It's casing held a human
A squalling all set to burst
This town has not yet the worst