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 fool not knowing left from right, now has the family in his
to perceive if he's blind or insane, he steers his car into the other lane

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

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

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

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

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

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

The of death in my eye
Surely no-one
Just a pile of
to dry in the sun

I see my fresh
Left in the
Remains of your
and torn

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