Luyện nghe bài hát A Bouquet of Blood for Skull

A collision of violent jagged stones of beach
and soft pale flesh and brittle
The sun sets over the bloody
Her screams of terror roll off the
Where she bathed her fragile skin in the sun
she is now by demonic force
Stones her flesh to pulp, leaving her unable to run
Spilling cunt blood on the waves, water it's coarse
In every orifice there a stone
In every cut she bleeds to
In orifice of her own
she her last breath
Crushing her beaneath it's edge
Splitting her open so
The many stones plummet upon her
her
Silently her
A vicious of rocks and stones
Hardened takes her
Pounding crush her bones
Serrated breaks her