Luyện nghe bài hát To Carve Another Wound

This ritual never end
The blood runs warm from the shrine
Inflicting wounds
As dirty claws grab her trembling neck

This ritual must end
The cuts run as we feast upon her cries
Her punctured bleeding
pounding fear

Her painful screams echo the night
her blood shall and cover
the remnants of the flesh
Her struggling hands only trigger
The rest follow, in death and chaos as I drive

The nail in her
A spear her heart

the ceremony has just
The blood runs warm down her thights
We carve another
Our blood stained hands rip her little dress

We sacrifice dying earth
Her lying God is waiting on the ground
he wants her open
Just a well trained dog he's waiting for his trun

Her screams make the world convuluse
As we arrange a shallow

ritual must never end
The blood runs warm from the sacrificial
We up her breathing chest
As dirty claws grab her trembling neck

Her painful screams echo the night
her blood shall flow and
the remnants of the severed
Her struggling only trigger more
The rest follow, in death and chaos as I drive

The nail in her
A spear her heart

Mother of
Deceased and
and buried