Luyện nghe bài hát Hung And Bled

Trying to conceal his
The maniac stabs the heart, the flow
Cleaning up the a problem
He now solves, through heels
Hung and

Corpses are suspended by feet
Swaying, dripping, piece of meat
Fastened to the ceiling gore
down to the floor

Corpses he suspended turning
All the blood drained his grail
to the ceiling, dry and dead
Fluids of have been shed
and bled

Congealing fester the stench
septic gruel
Putrid licks the surface of his dungeon
A gruesome meal, rancid feast, on death

dangle, lifeless, gray and cold
Rotting flesh, the hooks lose their hold
body falls onto the ground
Bones and form a mound

killer will not stop
Hanging dead those that drop
Blood, he like wine, their flesh, his bread
In his maw red
Hung and

blood the butcher's victims
Soak the concrete,
Halls of draped with death
Ornate crimes, stalactites of flesh
with innards

Gaining life, sentient
The stone breathe
soul, it can think
A living hell

Created by the butcher, he control
Owner and change their roles
Constantly the gluttonous room
He ruled the chamber, now it's his tomb

Hung by their feet, of blood
Swallowed by death, greed of place
Bodies decay, devoured by
Slave to hell he creates, undying

Corpses are suspended by their
Swaying, dripping, bloody of meat
Fastened to the leaking gore
Splashing to the floor

Corpses he turning pale
All the drained into his grail
to the ceiling, dry and dead
Fluids of life been shed
and bled