Luyện nghe bài hát Sanguine Verses (...Of Extirpation)

[Music: bart/Thjis, Sven]

A room re-opening at the stroke of twelve
Grim cascades of construct a blurry image
The fridge-cage opens serving a putrid
Rusted will up the casual plat du jour

up the stove, my banquet commence
Amputate limbs, in extremis
There is no taste, like human rosbeef,

Savouring every chunk slides down the esophague
Feasting on man I reluctant and digestive

Sanguine, my culinary
doing my part in depopulation

Another day, another to rob the morgue
chunks to stew what i adore
Exhuming to flavour the casserole
I'm the grand chef brewfing a new of food

in man I survive, reluctant, and digstive
Your relatives, I shove down my
Feeding of hate, preying on man, with a cause

Jacob]
[Lead:
[Lead:
Thjis]

Little lumps of meat - Adoring the I eat
The dead no longer alone - In my belly to a better cause