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

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

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

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

Fourth child on the way, won't live day
on the road, with mangled little bones
Little children fly, not a chance to why
Smashed against the ceiling, all their burning and peeling
Schards of glass explode, chest and skull now
Corpses they've become, and graves will to be dug

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

One left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
Now time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun

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

The look of in my eye
Surely no-one
a pile of mush
to dry in the sun

I see my fresh
in the road
Remains of your
Mangled and

One child left slowly dying now, arteries blood
Now time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun