Luyện nghe bài hát Raise The Stakes

[music - Andre LaBarre and McGrath]
[lyrics - Sewage]

[solo: "Full-Body Piercing" by A.S.

An aceldama with corpses, withered
spills from heads hacked in twain
Incarnadine shower land scoured
Quenching the sod, the of the slain
Battles we've fought and we've wrought
In wholesale slaughter,
Harvesting dead for our dinner
To the victors, the of the spoiled

A quartet of gorelords, reigning in
Sweetmeats are ablated in a flood
Survivors of the are illaqueated
as pabulation, impinguated

Raise the stakes, them all impaled
Flagitations have all
the stakes, leave them all impaled
Tapered pikes entrails

Trodding down a path, beset on each
By the and their horrisonant cries
Astride poles, they point the way
To an feast celebrating victory

Heartily a myriad of stenches
Putrescine platters brought forth by
Cruor bullion, the du jour
Into tankards, is poured
Crapulous carousing, the de

Dehiscent lungs gargled parlance
Supplying

Caitiff factions sullied our
Beseiging lands, we staked our claims
With progeny dead and women caught
Now the shall rot

Culled from a paladin's
The redolant guts of peditastellus
Culinary are put to the test
For a corpse meal we can't wait to ingest

From on high, the cry of suffering
Stuck like pigs on acicular sticks, blubbering
Atop gavelocks, punctured haemorrhage, therein
Their final view of this motley crew finewed kin

"Slow Death" by S.C. McGrath]

Sean, rip off their
Ross, bring me a of blood
Raul, prepare to make stew

the stakes, leave them all impaled
No body left
Raise the stakes, them all impaled
life times we have curtailed

Gullets full of tripe harvested foes
Through haughty engorgement, their we have disposed
Skeletons lanced and dangling in the air
Of our wrathful scourge, a grave