Luyện nghe bài hát Abigor

O most cenobite,
you wield your
as though it another appendage;
Favor me pleasure-pain,
rip me with claws
Chew me with your cunt

Dead eyes alive with darkness to their sockets,
blaze with unmatched cruelty
Leave those long thorns in your scalp,
look stuck in far enough to hurt

Hell's polyhedron has you
peerless beauty drips of sin
In time of configuration,
blessed order shall
Two to the war on flesh
Leviathan, who can't smile,

in leather as it is,
I can't drink from your
It shall its soft, cold, blue-white:
I'll bind your pround breasts with barbed
I wish to partake of nectar... Is it pus?

I might breach zippers
and open face
I gag you with an urchin
I long to a quiet sight escape
your lovely lips as I your fettered, smooth thighs

subverted, lust perverted
Bitch-goddess pretty face
can mask her
you worship both her and her needles

Subjugate it, it,
flesh reordered of use
I now rededicate my
to what Abigor has me