Luyện nghe bài hát Chunk Blower

In this world of concrete and
There are still many things to remind us we're beings

A grinder
of steel and turbine
Blades flay muscle bone
Nobody alone
As hundreds for death
The sound of grinding
Every tissue, and lining
Explode in a mulch of
Churning corkscrews of
Razor-sharp gears and
For the creation of human sausage
The splattering of meat on
Enzymes, acids and
down into vats
Nightmarish humanoid
Behold, the chunk

Your mash
Of arms and
and heads
Now meat

I've an extreme
For blood and
All me
The as a canvas
The art of
Upon blank
Fed the grater
Exiting in
the funk

Human
All me?

Sliced and

All me?
Blood and
and eyes
Everything
All me?
Allow me to reiterate worthlessness
Now reduced to beef