Luyện nghe bài hát Raise The Stakes

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

"Full-Body Piercing" by A.S. LaBarre]

An aceldama littered with corpses,
spills from heads hacked in twain
Incarnadine shower across land
Quenching the sod, the of the slain
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 ablated in a sanguine
of the melee are illaqueated
Deigned as pabulation,

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

Trodding a path, beset on each side
By the ganched and their cries
Astride cacuminated poles, point the way
To an arescent celebrating victory

Heartily whiff a of stenches
Putrescine platters brought forth by
bullion, the soup du jour
Into tankards, claret is
carousing, the de rigueur

Dehiscent bellow gargled parlance
Supplying

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

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

on high, the beleagured cry of suffering
Stuck pigs on acicular sticks, uncontrolled blubbering
gavelocks, punctured gralloch haemorrhage, therein
Their final view of this motley eating finewed kin

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

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

the stakes, leave them all impaled
No left unnassailed
Raise the stakes, leave all impaled
These life times we have

Gullets full of tripe from foes
Through engorgement, their flesh we have disposed
Skeletons and left dangling in the air
Of our wrathful scourge, a reminder