Luyện nghe bài hát Vomit The Soul

Grotesque, crippled, carved up
Evil my mind
The fear of dying of life, to vomit the soul
I am dead myself

The end a to a new life in hell
I am your to ever-lasting pain
Mass of the human population
Son of the devil the evil

mass murderer mutilating mortals
The child born unto evil, trapped within the statue of
Vipers travel through bodily
Blessed by the Devil under crosses

Religious ways, lies minds
I among mortal beings, but I have died
Excavating I search for decay packs
Of flesh driven zombies ready to
I suffer forever only to dismember

season on humans
Laughing I watch die, they bleed so easily
Their blood flows my body
I need to taste the flesh exposing pulsing

vital organs
Not stopping till died
from your eyes carnal ways indulge in the gore
Slaughtered you lie in a of warm guts

corpuscles coagulating blood
My a slave to its taste
to human form, creating a race of immortal beings
Rot dead bodies, set a flame

flesh, broken necks
You can't kill what already
De-evolution, for life
Cannibalism, immortality rip and

A society of mass bleeding slow
I take away life
And you lying cold, decapitated body
for its head

Anticipate apocalypse, dead dismembering
Hacking limbs bleeding, cracking torture us
Blessed by the devil, inverted crosses
Religious ways, lies minds

I among mortal beings, but I have died
graves, desolate
Empty hollow corpse, forced
To eat your extracting purity violate
bodies, rot away