Luyện nghe bài hát Chunk Blower

In this of concrete and machines
There are still many things to us we're human beings

A gigantic
Fused of and turbine
Blades flay from bone
dies alone
As wait for death
The of engines grinding
Every tissue, and lining
in a mulch of compost
Churning corkscrews of
gears and cogs
For the of human sausage logs
The splattering of on flesh
Enzymes, and fats
Trickle down into
humanoid mower
Behold, the chunk

grinded mash
Of arms and
and heads
Now meat

an extreme fetish
For and meat
All me
The body as a
The art of
blank skin
Fed the grater
in chunks
Spattering the

Human
All me?

Sliced and

All me?
Blood and
and eyes
Everything
All me?
Allow me to reiterate your
Now reduced to ground