Luyện nghe bài hát Burnt Offerings

Fresh nights, candle hell
Very dark, placid skies hangs
No moon like the untouched ass
Of the boy door
Beginning to the first impressions
Of a strange
Set the skin of a female
Straddling a furnace, in blue

Hands melt against the surface
Feel no pain, kiss the burner, lips away
Blood runs down the inside of her
She tightens her in one last exaggerated movement
And falls to the a pile of ashes

The stands triumphant over the mound
The next in line, a young boy
And is assaulted by the
Shooting out like tongues
Of hungry
Of a hungry

The disciple now in the belly of God
His skin removed
The boy lay sodomized and
and tired

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

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