Luyện nghe bài hát Waxwork

In my waxen world, stands still
Forever frozen flies trapped in amber
One perfect moment preserved, ere the kill
Gruesome atrocities transfixed in chamber

without motion, figures stranded midstream
Waxen players in this dark of the macabre
Mouths agape terror but breathless to scream
No death rattle heard, nor sors

I am preserver of through my morbid art
For each mannequin was truly from the start
So if the eyes seem to follow your as you gawk
Know in the eyes of the dead, in their shadow you walk

Cadavers molded in wax as lives buried away
More preening to perform in the scenes that I play
Features cast in the moment of dying
How they screamed as they met with fates well deserved

Recreating the of the moment of death
My models serve their purpose quite
Embalm their in wax, capture their dying breath
the fluids to stave off the smell

Like dolls that dance to own funeral dirge
They play out their death interminably
As prized exhibits in my dark reserve
They their secrets only to me

eternal in wax was their death's decree
Suffering for my art, they to me
So when their lock with your gaze
Look unflinchingly at or turn away fast

blistered and softened as it was coated and sealed away
Another preserved to prance on the strings that I play
The fear ensnared in captive countenances I've trapped
Mummified and in wax well-woven and wrapped

So sit still in place at the end of the blade
By my design, death's hand find you out of reach
Another in this deathly silent world that I have made
of sound, fury or motion, sense, movement or speech

Awaiting a terminus never will come
You're a bound by my strings
Trussed in this tomb of wax, your here is not done
For time not quite end all things

This is my life's work, this still, silent
A monument to the fear frozen in a cold, face
Take care not to into their eyes, whatever you do
When you look deep into death, it back into you too

bubbled and scalded, as this molten bath washed life away
Wax covered my still-screaming
piece for my prizing, recast in my mold
Features harden and set as the wax stiff and cold