Luyện nghe bài hát Carnal

I the fever of your existence
Seems cold grain to my mouth
I aside, I stay away
Transmuting my blood

KIA, I may see
ZOS, that I may
Insipid are the words
The self needs no praise

This has no supplications
My is to live and do
Things naked, pure of lust
The vortex feeds on it all

Sleep is the of possible prayers
The winged eyes are to see
Downtrodden deception of every
Trans hymens my lust adores

images yet one raw flesh
Animal I love to tread
An ideal point where time is
Memory sores, this journey must heal

Lady of and her monsters
Lay the scythes for here I come
Joyful and my baby soul
A new one, ten million years old