Luyện nghe bài hát Skullptures

Creative juices
And it's graveyard raiding again
by darkness
for my art
Which is my friend
Stuffing in potato
The ones that suit my special
was but in vain
They still come with me
Hacksawing away at rigor mortified
Set aside the right
To consruct my skullpture
Maggots flies
They buzz before my eyes, breed in my
I my corpses into art
It is my life, nothing

The smell gets my in gear
Helps me decide which parts go
sewed with stitches thick
Onto sliced off dick
Woman's face removed with
Still attached to and hair
put it on my and stare
And think of what next

Kneecap pried off with nailed to foot
with toenails
Now I look at the pair of breasts I've
On my
Sew the two
is brittle and grey

[Lead:D.C]