| 歌曲 | Hung And Bled |
| 歌手 | Cannibal Corpse |
| 专辑 | Cannibal Corpse - Dead Human Collection |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Webster |
| [00:43.35] | Trying to conceal his murders |
| [00:44.01] | The maniac stabs the heart, stops the flow |
| [00:45.00] | Cleaning up the blood's a problem |
| [00:45.78] | He now solves, hooks through heels |
| [00:46.41] | Hung and bled |
| [00:46.74] | Corpses are suspended by their feet |
| [00:51.60] | Swaying, dripping, bloody piece of meat |
| [00:53.43] | Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore |
| [00:56.07] | Splashing down to the floor |
| [00:56.97] | Corpses he suspended turning pale |
| [00:58.74] | All the blood drained into his grail |
| [01:00.45] | Fastened to the ceiling, dry and dead |
| [01:07.17] | Fluids of life have been shed |
| [01:07.83] | Hung and bled |
| [01:08.19] | Congealing fluids fester the stench |
| [01:09.36] | Revolting septic gruel |
| [01:09.93] | Putrid slop licks the surface of his dungeon |
| [01:11.49] | A gruesome meal, rancid feast, live on death |
| [01:14.37] | Corpses dangle, lifeless, gray and cold |
| [01:16.26] | Rotting flesh, the meat hooks lose their hold |
| [01:19.95] | Stenching body falls onto the ground |
| [01:20.73] | Bones and flesh form a mound |
| [01:21.39] | Sanguinary killer will not stop |
| [01:22.14] | Hanging dead replacing those that drop |
| [01:24.06] | Blood, he drinks like wine, their flesh, his bread |
| [01:25.77] | In his maw dripping red |
| [01:27.66] | Hung and bled |
| [01:28.56] | Oozing blood the butcher's victims |
| [01:34.44] | Soak the concrete, putrefy |
| [01:35.19] | Halls of dread draped with death |
| [01:37.14] | Ornate crimes, stalactites made of flesh |
| [01:44.19] | Festooned with innards |
| [01:45.45] | Gaining life, sentient place |
| [01:46.05] | The stone walls breathe |
| [01:52.41] | Hungry soul, it can think |
| [01:59.22] | A genuine living hell |
| [01:59.70] | Created by the butcher, he lost control |
| [02:01.65] | Owner and property change their roles |
| [02:03.18] | Constantly feeding the gluttonous room |
| [02:04.95] | He once ruled the chamber, now it's his tomb |
| [02:57.15] | Hung by their feet, drained of blood |
| [02:57.81] | Swallowed by death, greed of this place |
| [03:00.72] | Bodies decay, devoured by evil |
| [03:01.41] | Slave to this hell he creates, undying |
| [03:09.03] | Corpses are suspended by their feet |
| [03:23.58] | Swaying, dripping, bloody piece of meat |
| [03:25.02] | Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore |
| [03:26.76] | Splashing down to the floor |
| [03:28.50] | Corpses he suspended turning pale |
| [03:30.39] | All the blood drained into his grail |
| [03:32.04] | Fastened to the ceiling, dry and dead |
| [03:34.83] | Fluids of life have been shed |
| [03:35.55] | Hung and bled |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Webster |
| [00:43.35] | Trying to conceal his murders |
| [00:44.01] | The maniac stabs the heart, stops the flow |
| [00:45.00] | Cleaning up the blood' s a problem |
| [00:45.78] | He now solves, hooks through heels |
| [00:46.41] | Hung and bled |
| [00:46.74] | Corpses are suspended by their feet |
| [00:51.60] | Swaying, dripping, bloody piece of meat |
| [00:53.43] | Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore |
| [00:56.07] | Splashing down to the floor |
| [00:56.97] | Corpses he suspended turning pale |
| [00:58.74] | All the blood drained into his grail |
| [01:00.45] | Fastened to the ceiling, dry and dead |
| [01:07.17] | Fluids of life have been shed |
| [01:07.83] | Hung and bled |
| [01:08.19] | Congealing fluids fester the stench |
| [01:09.36] | Revolting septic gruel |
| [01:09.93] | Putrid slop licks the surface of his dungeon |
| [01:11.49] | A gruesome meal, rancid feast, live on death |
| [01:14.37] | Corpses dangle, lifeless, gray and cold |
| [01:16.26] | Rotting flesh, the meat hooks lose their hold |
| [01:19.95] | Stenching body falls onto the ground |
| [01:20.73] | Bones and flesh form a mound |
| [01:21.39] | Sanguinary killer will not stop |
| [01:22.14] | Hanging dead replacing those that drop |
| [01:24.06] | Blood, he drinks like wine, their flesh, his bread |
| [01:25.77] | In his maw dripping red |
| [01:27.66] | Hung and bled |
| [01:28.56] | Oozing blood the butcher' s victims |
| [01:34.44] | Soak the concrete, putrefy |
| [01:35.19] | Halls of dread draped with death |
| [01:37.14] | Ornate crimes, stalactites made of flesh |
| [01:44.19] | Festooned with innards |
| [01:45.45] | Gaining life, sentient place |
| [01:46.05] | The stone walls breathe |
| [01:52.41] | Hungry soul, it can think |
| [01:59.22] | A genuine living hell |
| [01:59.70] | Created by the butcher, he lost control |
| [02:01.65] | Owner and property change their roles |
| [02:03.18] | Constantly feeding the gluttonous room |
| [02:04.95] | He once ruled the chamber, now it' s his tomb |
| [02:57.15] | Hung by their feet, drained of blood |
| [02:57.81] | Swallowed by death, greed of this place |
| [03:00.72] | Bodies decay, devoured by evil |
| [03:01.41] | Slave to this hell he creates, undying |
| [03:09.03] | Corpses are suspended by their feet |
| [03:23.58] | Swaying, dripping, bloody piece of meat |
| [03:25.02] | Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore |
| [03:26.76] | Splashing down to the floor |
| [03:28.50] | Corpses he suspended turning pale |
| [03:30.39] | All the blood drained into his grail |
| [03:32.04] | Fastened to the ceiling, dry and dead |
| [03:34.83] | Fluids of life have been shed |
| [03:35.55] | Hung and bled |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Webster |
| [00:43.35] | Trying to conceal his murders |
| [00:44.01] | The maniac stabs the heart, stops the flow |
| [00:45.00] | Cleaning up the blood' s a problem |
| [00:45.78] | He now solves, hooks through heels |
| [00:46.41] | Hung and bled |
| [00:46.74] | Corpses are suspended by their feet |
| [00:51.60] | Swaying, dripping, bloody piece of meat |
| [00:53.43] | Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore |
| [00:56.07] | Splashing down to the floor |
| [00:56.97] | Corpses he suspended turning pale |
| [00:58.74] | All the blood drained into his grail |
| [01:00.45] | Fastened to the ceiling, dry and dead |
| [01:07.17] | Fluids of life have been shed |
| [01:07.83] | Hung and bled |
| [01:08.19] | Congealing fluids fester the stench |
| [01:09.36] | Revolting septic gruel |
| [01:09.93] | Putrid slop licks the surface of his dungeon |
| [01:11.49] | A gruesome meal, rancid feast, live on death |
| [01:14.37] | Corpses dangle, lifeless, gray and cold |
| [01:16.26] | Rotting flesh, the meat hooks lose their hold |
| [01:19.95] | Stenching body falls onto the ground |
| [01:20.73] | Bones and flesh form a mound |
| [01:21.39] | Sanguinary killer will not stop |
| [01:22.14] | Hanging dead replacing those that drop |
| [01:24.06] | Blood, he drinks like wine, their flesh, his bread |
| [01:25.77] | In his maw dripping red |
| [01:27.66] | Hung and bled |
| [01:28.56] | Oozing blood the butcher' s victims |
| [01:34.44] | Soak the concrete, putrefy |
| [01:35.19] | Halls of dread draped with death |
| [01:37.14] | Ornate crimes, stalactites made of flesh |
| [01:44.19] | Festooned with innards |
| [01:45.45] | Gaining life, sentient place |
| [01:46.05] | The stone walls breathe |
| [01:52.41] | Hungry soul, it can think |
| [01:59.22] | A genuine living hell |
| [01:59.70] | Created by the butcher, he lost control |
| [02:01.65] | Owner and property change their roles |
| [02:03.18] | Constantly feeding the gluttonous room |
| [02:04.95] | He once ruled the chamber, now it' s his tomb |
| [02:57.15] | Hung by their feet, drained of blood |
| [02:57.81] | Swallowed by death, greed of this place |
| [03:00.72] | Bodies decay, devoured by evil |
| [03:01.41] | Slave to this hell he creates, undying |
| [03:09.03] | Corpses are suspended by their feet |
| [03:23.58] | Swaying, dripping, bloody piece of meat |
| [03:25.02] | Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore |
| [03:26.76] | Splashing down to the floor |
| [03:28.50] | Corpses he suspended turning pale |
| [03:30.39] | All the blood drained into his grail |
| [03:32.04] | Fastened to the ceiling, dry and dead |
| [03:34.83] | Fluids of life have been shed |
| [03:35.55] | Hung and bled |