Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Litmus

Cosmia laughs down. moments hushed.
"the wage of sin is death, he"
Might you sin in the face?
Long eternal, heathen begot
litmus revealing the beast:
the of the human heart
the tissue of single muscle, acidic.
the neuron of every cell, polluted.
whispers of thy spirit, out forever.
of the Earth, cauterized together.
working the palms of itself dust.
brooding blood gaze: lust.
Each is taken in betwixt the hare's eyes.
Each hart is under jesuit guise.
Each hole, once is bored and filled repeatedly.
Each vole and mouse, their breath eternally.
Gorge on death. the life.
Walk the light.