Luyện nghe bài hát The Undead Will Feast

Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak
builds, at the thought of being dead
Prophecy of the of old
Now comes true, as the corpses break the
spell breaks the sleep of the dead
The awake, what the populace in fearing
Panic as the nations run in fear
Ocean boil with blood of human

Suicide, the only way to being eaten by the undead
Grave coming alive with zombies, hungry for living flesh
Psychotic, transmutated corpses, the population
disaster of epidemic proportions, devouring us

Tables turn as a victim I've now
State of death waiting to return
Vital signs that show I'm
This can't happen, I'm rising my own grave
grows not nutritional but instinctual
Flesh my only crave of this live
state, a state of metamorphisis
Seeking to keep me dead

Degenerate, a product of man's frustration for his
Insatiable hunger for mankind, building each kill
Seeking human to meet my fill
I've become, what's happened to my brain

Feast on the corpse, suck out its
As its fluids drip the drain
Chew on the bones, drink its bladder
The vile stench only me madder

In through the mouth, out the
Brains fall out, skin red
Violent surge, a through the skull
the urge, now my heart's full

I crave gore, I'll eat guts

I love gore, blood drives me
I drink blood, I like water
my cud, I feast in the slaughter
Twist its neck, make it

Suicide, the only way to avoid eaten by the undead
Grave coming alive with zombies, hungry for living flesh
Psychotic, transmutated corpses, upsuring the
Sickening disaster of proportions, devouring us
Blood I want to drink, I to suck
Brains I want to eat, the I'll chuck
Bones into a spear, I'll carve and
Hunger for the quest, I'll never

I gore, I'll eat your guts