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

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

me to my knees
Read the lines
All my arms,
Bled me
Faucet leaks in
Spilling morgue lancet
Caressed fontanelle
I've sworn to kill last one
Every one
Panic in the of the wounded
in the worms
Onto the
And out of mouth
Out of your

No no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest
No no light, in the darkest
Of furthest reaches

All dreams, splintered off
Leech by leech on catafalque
will tell you, yes anyone
Chance had me a trip wire alarm
Your mother flirted with
When she that costume by its navel strings
Panic in the of the wounded
Panic in the worms, onto the
And out of mouth
And out of eyelids

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

Shock shackles free you
Volt cons
abandon you
I won't feel not time

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

[c. (PHRA-MEN-MA)]

Brick by brick, the night
Pricked by thorns
the sleep on nursery slits
Into this I'm born
Heaven's a scab away
I'd like to see you just one taste

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

If you see the dice,
with its snaked choked eyes
You'll wear the widows
Because they're your size
the snail secretion,
Leaves a dry heave absorbs
A procreation,
Let the crawled deformed
A bag replaced the of these suffocating sheets
And now the craving calls
scratch my itchy teeth

Come on and it now...

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

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

And the owls were watching
And the owls didn't
Then the came a knocking,
Placenta in their
They feed on all the carnage,
Leftover from the
And in the corner of eyes,
Fled L' Via
L' Via

Now the went floating,
Reflecting all at
from the stabbing,
was Vismund

Twenty wives in the lake tonight...