Luyện nghe bài hát Special Message From Hell To Korea (From Corpsegrinder)

Early hours, open road, family of five-on their way
Having a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun
A homicidal not knowing left from right, now has the family in his sight
Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane, he steers his car into the lane

Both of them collide, expressions
on at full speed, the vultures will soon feed

The father of three was impaled on the wheel, as his skull became part of the
His eyeballs his sight uneffected, he saw his own organs collapse
His seatbelt was useless for holding him back, it cut him in two
Legs were crushed, out puss as his spinal cord took off and flew
The mother took a flight through the glass, and ended up impaled on a
Her stretched from the car down the road for a quarter of mile

child on the way, won't live another day
Fetus on the road, with mangled bones
Little children fly, not a to wonder why
against the ceiling, all their skin burning and peeling
Schards of explode, chest and skull now implode
Corpses they've become, and will have to be dug

Underneath the wheels, burning rubber on face
Bleeding from your eyes, the victim lies
Knowing he's done, he just backs up one more time
Laughing at the mess, a pile of meat on the

One child left slowly now, arteries gushing blood
Now it's to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun

Early hours, open road, of five-on their way home
Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter gore has just begun
A homicidal fool not left from right, now has the family in his sight
Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane, he steers his car into the lane

The look of in my eye
no-one survive
Just a pile of
to dry in the sun

I see my kill
in the road
Remains of body
and torn

One child left slowly dying now, gushing blood
Now it's time to feed on flesh, the has just begun