Luyện nghe bài hát Morgue Than You Asked For

Waking up on a cold metal
Of a pain sharper than the blade
That is buried deep you
You are sedated to the point
Where your awake but move
A guinea pig for my of knowledge
I cut you and reveal your intestines
The smell of your insides makes me
I bury my hands in your
A grip and I rip them out
The sound of them hitting the
Makes me go crazy, I my mind.
At the morgue, You and I are the only thing pulse
How far can I go? you dying on my table.

I put my hands inside your
And I tear up
Your eyes are screaming you cant
Now I see how the of life is leaving.
Time to go and get playmate.

At the morgue, you and I are the only with pulse
How far can I go? you dying on my table.