Luyện nghe bài hát Carnal

I the fever of your existence
like cold grain to my mouth
I stand aside, I away
Transmuting my quicksilver

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

This has no supplications
My rite is to and do
naked, pure of honest lust
The throbbing vortex on it all

is the best of possible prayers
The winged eyes are to see
Downtrodden deception of torment
Trans pierced hymens my adores

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

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