Luyện nghe bài hát The Axe Was Made To Grind

Hacked to pieces they her
Or rather, scraped her off the floor
Bits of and brain around her
And the whole room was splattered gore

Her death was and violent
Bludgeoned recognition
Her facial features crushed, her beat to mush
Her last moments were truly

up the chunks of the bodies left behind
Senseless carnage and bloodshed is all will find
So bits and pieces in death`s dark design
This axe was to grind...

The piece of puzzle was even more brutal
I up her bowels with a grin
Her struggles would prove so futile
Oh, how she as she was done in
the coroner found it quite savage
When he saw forensics uncovered
A few pieces was all they could
Out of the red gutter...

The next clue in forensic jigsaw
Arrived on the quite the worse for wear
It was all they manage, to find something to lavage
So little of her was there...

Picking up the chunks of the bodies left
Senseless carnage and bloodshed is all they will
So many bits and pieces in death`s dark
axe was made to grind...

They scraped the remains into bags
Collected for
No blood on the axe, I covered my
Nothing will lead to me...

A grotesque carved from human flesh and bone
Death is the final hand we`ll all
From the grizzly aftermath, of heinous bloodbath
The only the puzzle itself...

up the chunks of the bodies left behind
Senseless carnage and bloodshed is all will find
So many bits and pieces in death`s design
This axe was to grind...