Luyện nghe bài hát Sepulchural Slaughter

From deep in the vault comes the sound of flesh cleaving, Limbs are off
as mourners are bereaving, Sarcophagi with offal and bile, Tripe
down the walls of this crypt now defiled... Sepulchural slaughter... I
slaughter my meal with sublime expertise, A mad butcher quite at my
trade, ground to pulp, to serve, chew and gulp, Now on my block your
is laid, Slaughtering the deadstock I chop, Fromaldehyde oozes on the
floor, Mangled limbs are hacked til they drop Leaving but pure rotten
gore... The blade is sawing the flesh that's for gnawing, Tender of
this entre', The saw that is slicing my meal so enticing, Is a tool that
I've to slay... The crumbling casket now conatins, Just graven gore and
splattered remains, Intestines strewn the site, A grisly massacre,
the last rite... Sepulchural slaughter...