Luyện nghe bài hát Hung And Bled

Trying to conceal his
The maniac stabs the heart, stops the
Cleaning up the blood's a
He now solves, through heels
and bled

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

he suspended turning pale
All the blood into his grail
Fastened to the ceiling, dry and
Fluids of life have been
Hung and

Congealing fester the stench
Revolting septic
Putrid slop licks the surface of his
A gruesome meal, rancid feast, on death

Corpses dangle, lifeless, and cold
Rotting flesh, the meat hooks lose their
Stenching body onto the ground
Bones and flesh a mound

Sanguinary will not stop
Hanging dead replacing those drop
Blood, he drinks like wine, flesh, his bread
In his maw red
Hung and

blood the butcher's victims
Soak the concrete,
Halls of dread draped with
crimes, stalactites made of flesh
Festooned with

Gaining life, sentient
The stone walls
Hungry soul, it can
A genuine hell

Created by the butcher, he control
Owner and property change roles
feeding the gluttonous room
He ruled the chamber, now it's his tomb

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

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

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