Luyện nghe bài hát Raise The Stakes

[music - LaBarre and Sean McGrath]
[lyrics - Ross

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

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

A quartet of gorelords, in blood
Sweetmeats are in a sanguine flood
Survivors of the melee are
as pabulation, impinguated

Raise the stakes, them all impaled
have all failed
Raise the stakes, leave all impaled
pikes piercing entrails

Trodding down a path, beset on side
By the ganched and their horrisonant
Astride cacuminated poles, point the way
To an arescent feast victory

whiff a myriad of stenches
Putrescine platters brought by wenches
Cruor bullion, the du jour
Into tankards, claret is
Crapulous carousing, the de

Dehiscent lungs bellow parlance
Supplying

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

from a paladin's remains
The redolant guts of slain
Culinary are put to the test
For a seven corpse we can't wait to ingest

on high, the beleagured cry of suffering
Stuck like on acicular sticks, uncontrolled blubbering
Atop gavelocks, punctured haemorrhage, therein
Their final view of 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, leave all impaled
No body unnassailed
the stakes, leave them all impaled
These life we have curtailed

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