Luyện nghe bài hát Burnt Offerings

Fresh nights, candle blood
Very dark, skies hangs above
No moon like the untouched ass
Of the boy door
to feel the first impressions
Of a strange
Set the skin of a female
Straddling a furnace, illuminates in

Hands against the burning surface
Feel no pain, kiss the burner, fall away
Blood down the inside of her thighs
She tightens her grip in one last exaggerated
And falls to the a pile of ashes

The furnace stands triumphant the mound
The next in line, a young boy
And is assaulted by the
Shooting out sharp tongues
Of animals
Of a animal

The disciple now crouches in the of God
His second removed
The boy lay and tired
and tired

Let us seek him so badly, to the sky and says
Threatening my existence with faces
In a room, a room, I sit and I
I wash dirt from my face with water
I wash from my face with holy water
Dried with the shroud of new

hiding behind walls, I can't see
I'm hiding walls, you can't see