Luyện nghe bài hát Pedigree Butchery

Oh, my God, are these?
You can people puking? They're dog meat

In caustic I parent my dominion
In the chain I [Incomprehensible] the missing link
Cold temerity confects splintered for age
Infantile taken to the brink

Making hash of the crubescent
All removed
Newly fully developed boiled as fodder
Marti linear murder, cordon

As salubrious pet
Human is consumed

And I to mince my words
But now I love to see churned
In tins are reared

Ghastly I
Bestial to sate
As flesh and I mate
To fill the species' plate

Des parental, primparal goods
The bawling, denied the suckling teat
Sentient bloodletting the sporulate
a choice, chimerical treat

Rheological, nursery chymes
The fluxing of the
Paedophilosophical, knowledge
As the to the domesticated is fed

So as you
They will

Contumely count
Ebullient death mounts
and higher

Despumation the midden, the I segment
Pertaining vitality, dispatch I cement
Served out for minion in feeding trough