Luyện nghe bài hát The Pick-Axe Murders

You thought it was over, it's not
I came back, I my axe

In the shadows, alone in the
victims, I stalk
You thought it was over, not over
I came back from the to mutilate

Axed in the back, through the neck
Dead like the rest, and left
split in half, I ruptured their flesh
Puncture wounds to the

Bone fragments to the hatchet
in the blood of the dead
Cranial
Sex with her head

walking dead
Hunting living