Luyện nghe bài hát The Unlead Will Feast

Undead feast, as they tear upon weak flesh
builds, as the thought of being dead
Prophecy of the men of old
Now true, as the corpses break the soil
Ancient spell breaks the sleep of the
The awake, what the populace is fearing
Panic strikes as the nations run in
Oceans with blood of human victims
Suicide, the only way to being eaten by
the
Grave yards coming alive zombies, hungry
for flesh
Psychotic, transmuted corpses, the

Sickening disaster of proportions,
us
Tables turn as a victim become now
State of death waiting to return
Vital signs that show I'm
can't happen, I'm rising from my own grave
Hunger grows not but instinctual
becomes my only crave of this live
Unthinking state, a of metamorphosis
Seeking food to keep me
Degenerate, a product of frustration for
his
Insatiable for mankind, building with
kill
Seeking victims to meet my fill
Cannibal I've become, happened to my

Feast on the corpse, suck out his
As its fluids drip the drain
Chew on the bones, drink its bladder
The vile stench only makes me
In the mouth, out the forehead
Brains fall out, skin red
Violent surge, a through the skull
Felt the urge, now my full
I crave gore, I'll eat guts
I love gore, blood me nuts
I drink blood, I like water
Intestines my cud, I in the slaughter
Twist its neck, it crack
Suicide, the only way to being eaten by
the
Grave yards coming alive with zombies,
for living
Psychotic, corpses, upsuring the

Sickening disaster of proportions,
us
Blood I want to drink, I to suck
Brains I to eat, the rest I'll chuck
Bones a spear, I'll carve and kill
Hunger for the quest, I'll never
I gore, I'll eat your guts