Luyện nghe bài hát Year Of The Cadaver Race

A black and white moving of wings in the sky
A flock of vultures approach while out the sun
Their shrieks are
To the human
Of who died, all return...

Feel the hoofs - they're
Hear the growls - they're
Fallen prey now hunt hunter
Vengeance of the beast

See their - they're coming
Smell their stench - they're
Slaughtered victims now slay their
Retaliation of the

Nations are trampled under legged flesh
A pounding horde of hollow in sight
rear their skulls and cry out
Of all who were killed, all return

Echoes of swine distorting the silence
Reclaiming the loss of meat stolen from their
Chewing and pissing on remains
Of all who were slain, all return

and barks coming from the same direction
The human's no longer sit at their sides
Primitive instincts, animalistic
Of all those in captivity, now in activity

Species without a language of
Known only for deeds
A upon death, death answers quickly
Of all those alive, not an animal - not a man

human emibration
Massive death