Luyện nghe bài hát Birth

In the there was semen
In a mouth of flesh
And the crest I
On a of virile mess

Through a of mucus
And on toward a
tourists and traffic
I paced myself

Not I as my self
the half that I had
Before the rest
Of my half

A was made
Through a shared love of
And vows were
A seed was

A cavern of
Brought shape to my
In the that remained
Till the time of my

I for the reason
Of spilling the crack
To the of a doctor
To a full of scraps

My brains fit
her organs of sex
An was made
With a and mask

I should have noticed the
And not how it
Wet a cherry
In a of birth