Luyện nghe bài hát Carnal

I tasted the fever of your
Seems like cold grain to my
I stand aside, I stay
Transmuting my quicksilver

KIA, I may see
ZOS, that I may
Insipid are the describing
The self needs no vulgar

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

Sleep is the best of prayers
The winged are blessed to see
deception of every torment
Trans pierced my lust adores

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

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