Luyện nghe bài hát Year Of The Cadaver Race

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

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

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

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

Echoes of swine distorting the silence
Reclaiming the loss of meat from their bodies
and pissing on human remains
Of all those who were slain, all

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

without a language of words
Known for their deeds
A call death, death answers quickly
Of all those who're alive, not an - not a man

human emibration
Massive death