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 door in rage
Frantically all who stand in my way
Stab another face, slit another
My intention is to mutilate

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

Stabbing, disfigure, knives
Blood from their wounds
run deep red
Down faces of in the room

Bodies are they're dying
In they were slain
in my hands are killing
This worthless piece of

Hate for them drives my rage
My job is finished only one remains
In the terrified behind the grisly slaughter
I'll take my time on last scum bag

Knife in stomach, not dead yet
Carving up his body, his fucking head
Chop off his arms, out his guts
No remorse for what I have

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

Daggers in my hands are
This worthless of shit