Luyện nghe bài hát Skullptures

Creative juices
And it's graveyard time again
Engulfed by
for my art
Which is my friend
Stuffing in sacks
The that suit my special need
was but in vain
They come back with me
Hacksawing away at rigor cadavers
Set aside the right
To consruct my latest
Maggots flies
They buzz before my eyes, in my hair
I turn my corpses art
It is my life, nothing

The smell my mind in gear
Helps me decide which parts go
Forearm sewed stitches thick
Onto someone's sliced off
Woman's face with care
attached to scalp and hair
put it on my and stare
And of what comes next

Kneecap off with screwdriver nailed to foot
Decorated toenails
Now I look at the pair of I've severed
On my
Sew the two
Flesh is brittle and

[Lead:D.C]