Luyện nghe bài hát Burnt Offerings

Fresh nights, candle hell
Very dark, placid skies above
No moon shining the untouched ass
Of the boy next
Beginning to feel the impressions
Of a strange
Set the leathery skin of a
Straddling a furnace, illuminates in

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

The furnace triumphant over the mound
The in line, a young boy approaches
And is by the flames
Shooting out like sharp
Of animals
Of a hungry

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

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

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