Luyện nghe bài hát Pedigree Butchery

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

In caustic butchery I my dominion
In the food chain I [Incomprehensible] the link
Cold temerity this splintered for age
corruption taken to the brink

Making of the spumous crubescent
All removed
Newly fully developed boiled as sprouted
linear murder, cordon bleu

As salubrious pet
Human is consumed

And I want to mince my
But now I to see those churned
In tins are reared

I slake
Bestial appetites to
As flesh and steel I
To the lower species' plate

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

Rheological, nursery chymes
The of the defleshed
Paedophilosophical, carnage
As the illegitimeat to the is fed

So as you
They bleed

Contumely count
Ebullient death toll
and higher

Despumation the midden, the desipient I
Pertaining vitality, their I cement
Served out for minion in their feeding