Luyện nghe bài hát Special Message From Hell To Korea (From Corpsegrinder)

Early hours, open road, family of their way home
enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun
A homicidal fool not knowing left from right, now has the family in his
Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane, he steers his car into the lane

Both of them collide, expressions
Head on at speed, the vultures will soon feed

The father of three was impaled on the wheel, as his skull became of the dash
His eyeballs his sight uneffected, he saw his own organs collapse
His seatbelt was useless for him back, it simply cut him in two
Legs were crushed, out leaked puss as his spinal cord off and flew
The mother took a flight through the glass, and up impaled on a sign
Her stretched from the car down the road for a quarter of mile

Fourth child on the way, won't live day
Fetus on the road, with mangled little
Little fly, not a chance to wonder why
Smashed the ceiling, all their skin burning and peeling
Schards of glass explode, chest and now implode
Corpses they've become, and will have to be dug

Underneath the wheels, burning rubber on your
from your eyes, the slaughtered victim lies
Knowing what he's done, he backs up one more time
at the mess, a pile of meat on the street

One child left slowly dying now, arteries blood
Now time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun

Early hours, open road, family of five-on way home
enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun
A homicidal fool not knowing left from right, now has the family in his
Trying to perceive if he's or insane, he steers his car into the other lane

The look of in my eye
no-one survive
Just a of mush
to dry in the sun

I see my fresh
in the road
Remains of your
and torn

One child left slowly dying now, arteries blood
Now it's time to on flesh, the gore has just begun