Luyện nghe bài hát The Grave For 500,000 Soldiers

In the morning the stirred inside me
"Touch it"
It will be the last child of world and I conceived it from a rat

And the rat amongst
The dead soldiers
It soaked the whisper
And their flesh's
To chase
To transmit the only reality the semen
And the reality was the body's reaction

Now death is not a anymore
Death is the
Death is the
Death is the decay of flesh soul

The became a product,
Feeling of shame and pity have
amongst animals, garbage, sand and stones
Disgust and don't reflect
In guts and excretas
The heartbeat is not now
clock's hand that's been stopped

With such of the reality
The child will enter into this
It doesn't morality
The poisoned sky is the blind

Now life is not the fact
Life is the instantenious
Life is the locomotion
Life is a one step to the kingdom of rotten flesh