Luyện nghe bài hát Burnt Offerings

Fresh nights, candle hell
Very dark, skies hangs above
No moon like the untouched ass
Of the boy next
Beginning to feel the impressions
Of a drug
Set the skin of a female
a furnace, illuminates in blue

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

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

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

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 face with water
I wash dirt from my with holy water
Dried the shroud of new Nazarene

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