Luyện nghe bài hát Babalon A.D.

I bled on a stretch
a clockwork Christ
Bears stigmata, bored

And as I threw Job, I
Myself to a wretch
To see if I drew
Or pretty litanies from the

So the sickened
the coming of days
Ill millennia
the claret I sprayed

And though saw red
I left a dirty stain
A know in the grain
On marital aid

So for the madness

I the walls, naked to the moon
In and Babylon
And through whores and corridors
Of the Vatican, I led a Borgia on

I the Urilia text
So mortals wormed
As live bait for the

And as I broke hope, I
Another pope with manna
Dictating to De
In the dark entrails of the

And as he wrote, I
A blow to the heads of France
And in the sheen of
I saw others, fallen,

I was an
old fool
A phagadaena that
Drooling over the

A wolf in shawl
A razor's to the rule
That the overall
Were never to last

So glad for the

I furnaced dreams, a poet, for of
sermons with the smell
On fingers
bad memories lingered
Burning, as when Dante was freed to map

I sired and the means
To catch of the seams
And the in between

And the lips and the curls
Of this of a world
In glimpses, I see
A nymph eyes for me

Eyes of that set all life aflame
that surpassed art
In sight, that no device of pain
Could prise their from my heart

I knew not her
her kiss was the same
Without a of shame
As either virtue or

And to her curve
I felt my destiny
From reserved
To a grin

So for the madness