Luyện nghe bài hát Cassandra Geminni: Plant A Nail In The Navel Stream

There was a frail syrup off
His lap lapel, punctuated by her
Decrepit prowl she washed down the
Gizzard soft as a mane of
His orifice hemorrhaged
By combing her to a pile
Perspired the shelves made room for his collapse
She was a mink job in sarcophagus heels

Bring me to my
Read the sharpened
All my arms,
me blind
Faucet in shadows
from morgue lancet
Caressed your
I've to kill every last one
last one
Panic in the of the wounded
Panic in the
the floor
And out of mouth
Out of your

No no light, in the darkest
Of your reaches
No there's no light, in the
Of your reaches

All your dreams, off
by leech on this catafalque
Anyone will tell you, yes
Chance had me setting a wire alarm
Your mother with disease
she skinned that costume by its navel strings
Panic in the of the wounded
in the worms, onto the floor
And out of mouth
And out of eyelids

No no light, in the darkest
Of your reaches
No no light, in the darkest
Of your reaches
No there's no light, in the
Of your furthest

Shock lest shackles you
Volt cons
abandon you
I feel not this time

Shock lest shackles you
face cons
abandon you
I won't feel not time

[c. (PHRA-MEN-MA)]

Brick by brick, the eclipsed
by cuticle thorns
Dried the sleep on slits
Into this I'm born
Heaven's just a scab
I'd to see you after just one taste

Sink your teeth into the flesh of
forever more,
Let them see it has
The others become

If you see the dice,
with its snaked choked eyes
You'll wear the widows
Because they're just your
Behind the secretion,
Leaves a dry that absorbs
A procreation,
Let the infant crawled
A bag the breath of these suffocating sheets
And now the craving calls
I'll scratch my itchy

on and sing it now...

Sink your into the flesh of midnight,
Night forever
Sink teeth into the flesh of midnight,
Night forever

She for the whispers,
flooded deaf tears
That tore a river,
In her baron mirror
And his multiple sons with their mandible
Set fires to petrified homes...
Let it

And the they were watching
And the owls didn't
Then the owls a knocking,
in their stares
They feed on all the carnage,
Leftover from the
And in the of their eyes,
sister L' Via
L' Via

Now the went floating,
Reflecting all at
Conceived the stabbing,
was Cygnus

Twenty wives in the lake tonight...