Luyện nghe bài hát Wormfood

The sweet smell of the decayed
Another of the fucking grave
The cold is your last place to rest
in a hole stiff with rigormortis

Another rotted another
Take another and you just might fall in
The cold grave is your last to rest
Down in a hole stiff rigormortis

Eyes roll back in your
Blood drips from skin
When it comes to
The grave wins

Black pus from your skin and
Another victim of the fucking
The dirt is your last place to rest
A funeral meal for the in the coffin

pus from your skin and veins
Another victim of the fucking
The cold dirt is your place to rest
A funeral for the worms in the coffin

roll back in your face
Blood drips your skin
it comes to death
The always wins

There are worms on the carcass
Rotted and moldering and bones are
Parasitic breakdown of the human
In the grave we are

There are worms on the carcass
Rotted and moldering and bones are
Parasitic breakdown of the form
In the we are reborn

The sweet smell of the slow
Another victim of the fucking
The cold dirt is your last place to
in a hole stiff with rigormortis

Another another forgotten
Take another step and you might fall in
The cold grave is your last to rest
Down in a hole stiff rigormortis

The smell of the slow decayed
Another victim of the grave
The cold is your last place to rest
Down in a hole stiff with

rotted another forgotten
Take another step and you just fall in
The cold grave is your last place to
Down in a stiff with rigormortis