Luyện nghe bài hát Maggot Hatchery

Out on the bog a mouldy old shack,
A graveyard out and a swamp in the back,
The creature who there personifies death,
She'll curdle your blood the smell of her breath,
Wrapped up in rags and a old hood,
She walks with a cane of twisted black wood,
A feared and caster of curses,
She really enjoys people in hearses.
with a face that can drive men insane,
A body by and a sinister brain,
Her can peel wallpaper when they're exposed,
Gangrene and fungus her toes,
She spends all her creating disease,
Conjuring and maggots to please,
Enormous pupae she breeds,
On disinterred bodies they suckle and
A larval she did dismiss
It into a drainage ditch
underground it carried on,
No one noticed it was gone.
Down in the this maggot had fun,
Eating the was it's job number one,
It rodents and left them in tatters,
The of the beasts made it all the more fatter,
Bones it did and then cartilege munched
The slimy sloppily lunched,
It's tubular mass the sewers did squirm,
A limb-ripping, flesh-tearing, worm
With palpitating in gelatinous mounds,
It it's way through Creepsylvania's grounds
Seeking the filth by it was sustained,
The Hag had this maggot very well trained
Finding a that was plentifully plugged,
The was devoured by the glistening slug,
Rot and it ingested with zeal,
As long as it knew it had a next meal
Feasting on the bloated
Stiffs enveloped to head
Vomiting into the crypts
To on all the parts that dripped
Tomb after tomb it creeped
As we watched our food sources
It into our practice space
And listened as we the place
Into the it escaped
It's casing held a shape
A lump all set to burst
This has not yet seen the worst