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

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

Bring me to my
the sharpened lines
All my arms,
Bled me
Faucet in shadows
from morgue lancet
Caressed fontanelle
I've sworn to kill last one
last one
Panic in the shakes of the
Panic in the
Onto the
And out of mouth
Out of eyelids

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

All your dreams, off
Leech by on this catafalque
Anyone will tell you, yes
had me setting a trip wire alarm
Your flirted with disease
she skinned that costume by its navel strings
Panic in the shakes of the
Panic in the worms, onto the
And out of your
And out of eyelids

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

Shock lest free you
Volt cons
abandon you
I won't feel not this

Shock lest shackles you
Volt cons
you again
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 life I'm
Heaven's just a away
I'd like to see you after one taste

Sink teeth into the flesh of midnight
Night more,
Let them see it has
The others I've

If you see the dice,
Charmed its snaked choked eyes
You'll wear the weeds
Because they're just size
the snail secretion,
Leaves a dry heave absorbs
A procreation,
Let the infant crawled
A bag replaced the breath of these suffocating
And now the craving calls
I'll my itchy teeth

Come on and it now...

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

She for the whispers,
Sister flooded deaf
That tore a river,
In her womb mirror
And his sons with their mandible tongues
Set crucified fires to homes...
Let it

And the owls they watching
And the owls care
the owls came a knocking,
Placenta in stares
will feed on all the carnage,
Leftover from the
And in the corner of eyes,
Fled L' Via
L' Via

Now the pieces floating,
all at dusk
Conceived the stabbing,
was Vismund

Twenty wives in the lake tonight...