Luyện nghe bài hát Sepulchural Slaughter

From deep in the vault comes the of flesh cleaving, Limbs are sawed off
as mourners are bereaving, Sarcophagi with offal and bile, Tripe
drips down the walls of this now defiled... Sepulchural slaughter... I
slaughter my meal sublime expertise, A mad butcher quite adept at my
trade, Organs ground to pulp, to serve, and gulp, Now on my block your
head is laid, the deadstock I chop, Fromaldehyde oozes on the
floor, Mangled limbs are til they drop Leaving nothing but pure rotten
gore... The blade is sawing the that's for gnawing, Tender morsels of
this human entre', The saw that is slicing my meal so enticing, Is a tool
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...