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,

down the door in barbaric rage
Frantically all who stand in my way
Stab another face, another throat
My intention is to them

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

Stabbing, disfigure, knives
Blood gushing their wounds
run deep red
Down of people in the room

Bodies are heaping dying
In seconds were slain
in my hands are killing
This piece of shit

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

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

Stabbing, disfigure, puncture
gushing from their wounds
Rivers run red
Down faces of in the room

in my hands are killing
This pieces of shit