Luyện nghe bài hát Raise The Stakes

[music - Andre and Sean McGrath]
- Ross Sewage]

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

An aceldama littered corpses, withered
Cerebrum spills heads hacked in twain
Incarnadine across land scoured
Quenching the sod, the blood of the
Battles we've fought and conquests wrought
In wholesale slaughter,
Harvesting dead for our dinner
To the victors, the of the spoiled

A quartet of gorelords, in blood
Sweetmeats are ablated in a sanguine
of the melee are illaqueated
Deigned as pabulation,

Raise the stakes, them all impaled
have all failed
Raise the stakes, them all impaled
Tapered pikes entrails

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

whiff a myriad of stenches
Putrescine brought forth by wenches
Cruor bullion, the soup du
tankards, claret is poured
Crapulous carousing, the de

lungs bellow gargled parlance
Supplying

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

Culled a paladin's remains
The redolant guts of slain
skills are put to the test
For a corpse meal we can't wait to ingest

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

[solo: "Slow Death" by S.C.

Sean, rip off flesh
Ross, me a glass of blood
Raul, prepare to carcass stew

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

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