Luyện nghe bài hát Puncture Wound Massacre

Stab, hack, slash,
Stab, hack, slash,
Stab, hack, slash,
Stab, hack, slash,

Die, rage of hate

Stab, hack, slash,
Stab, hack, slash,
Stab, hack, slash,
Stab, hack, slash,

Kick down the in barbaric rage
Frantically slashing all who in my way
another face, slit another throat
My is to mutilate them

People are screaming it feeds my
through the crowd blood is splashing on my face
I only see red, exploding
Two knives, one mind, hate has broken

Stabbing, disfigure, knives
Blood gushing from their
run deep red
Down faces of people in the

Bodies are heaping they're
In seconds were slain
Daggers in my hands are
This worthless piece of

Hate for them still drives my
My job is almost only one remains
In the corner terrified behind the slaughter
I'll take my on this last scum bag

in stomach, he's not dead yet
Carving up his body, gouge his fucking
off his arms, pull out his guts
No for what I have done

Stabbing, disfigure, knives
gushing from their wounds
Rivers run red
Down of people in the room

in my hands are killing
This worthless of shit