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 - coming
Hear the growls - they're
Fallen now hunt their hunter
of the animal beast

See their numbers - they're
their stench - they're coming
Slaughtered victims now their master
Retaliation of the

Nations are trampled four legged flesh
A pounding horde of hollow bodies in
rear their skulls and cry out
Of all those who killed, all return

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

Moans and barks coming the same direction
The human's pets no longer sit at sides
instincts, animalistic dogma
Of all in captivity, now in devious activity

Species without a of words
Known for their deeds
A call upon death, death quickly
Of all those alive, not an animal - not a man

human emibration
Massive inhabitation