Luyện nghe bài hát The Axe Was Made To Grind

Hacked to they found her
Or rather, they scraped her off the
Bits of bone and around her
And the room was splattered with gore

Her was pitiless and violent
beyond recognition
Her facial features crushed, her beat to mush
Her moments were truly perdition

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

The next piece of puzzle was more brutal
I hacked up her bowels with a
Her struggles prove so tragically futile
Oh, how she squirmed as she was in
Even the coroner found it savage
When he saw what uncovered
A few was all they could salvage
Out of the red gutter...

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

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

They scraped the remains into Ziploc
Collected for
No on the axe, I covered my tracks
will lead them to me...

A grotesque enigma carved from flesh and bone
Death is the hand we`ll all dealt
From the grizzly aftermath, of heinous bloodbath
The answer`s the puzzle itself...

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