Luyện nghe bài hát I Work For The Streetcleaner

I work for the
When the day is done
I bring home organs
For some night necrophiliac fun...
I clean up the of the highway mishap
and twisted steel are dnine
The in my hands will be smeared on my love
And the cadaver I will be mine
My lover and I are
Fellating the of the dead
Fornication with the remnants of the carcasses
the worm eaten head...
We bathe in the of the unlucky stiffs
Keep their eyes, tongues and brains in cases
our naked writhing bodies in the grue and pus
Lick the rotted sinews from their beaten faces
We are aroused and enticed, my and I,
By the stench of the deaceased
We writhe among piles of gelatinous flesh
And suck the hepatic of the diseased
I'll procure the corpses 'til my shelves are full
I the fluids from your skull...

of preservation fluids
Inhale the fumes
On the decaying
purulent
in my room...
I feel the clots on my face and
The carnage of the expelled
Masturbate with the blood of stiff
Explose with joy among the entrails
an dwiggling in a bed full of death
My existing no more
French the skulls, the foetid breath
Making love to the cadaverous
We are psychotic, my and I
Only the sick couls our delight
We take turns the detestable stiff
Our moans continue out the night...
The jellified running through my hands
The joy of arousal the dead corpses touch
The necrotic for unconcenable love
The love a corpse cannot too much...
I'll the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full
I remove the fluids from skull...

I work for the
And though it's never been
fun to be paid
To dispose of the recently
The lust of the necrophile
A bizarre that cannot be described
The thrill of and its horrible result
Creates an urge from which our sickness
Tonight we will indulge in delight
To quench our desires, it's we must do
Beware if you drive on the highway
The next we fuck might be you!!!