Luyện nghe bài hát Hung And Bled

Trying to his murders
The stabs the heart, stops the flow
up the blood's a problem
He now solves, through heels
and bled

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

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

Congealing fluids the stench
septic gruel
Putrid slop licks the of his dungeon
A meal, rancid feast, live on death

Corpses dangle, lifeless, gray and
Rotting flesh, the meat hooks lose their
Stenching falls onto the ground
Bones and form a mound

Sanguinary killer not stop
dead replacing those that drop
Blood, he drinks like wine, flesh, his bread
In his maw red
and bled

Oozing the butcher's victims
the concrete, putrefy
Halls of dread with death
crimes, stalactites made of flesh
Festooned with

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

by the butcher, he lost control
Owner and property their roles
Constantly feeding the gluttonous
He once the chamber, now it's his tomb

Hung by their feet, drained of
Swallowed by death, greed of this
Bodies decay, devoured by
to this hell he creates, undying

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

Corpses he turning pale
All the blood drained his grail
Fastened to the ceiling, dry and
Fluids of life have been
and bled