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 she washed down the hatching
Gizzard soft as a mane of
His orifice icicles
By her torso 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 sharpened
All my arms,
Bled me
Faucet in shadows
Spilling from morgue
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 eyelids

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

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

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

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

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

[c. (PHRA-MEN-MA)]

Brick by brick, the eclipsed
Pricked by cuticle
Dried the sleep on slits
Into life I'm born
just a scab away
I'd to see you after just one taste

Sink your into the flesh of midnight
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 size
the snail secretion,
Leaves a dry heave that
A procreation,
Let the infant deformed
A bag replaced the breath of these suffocating
And now when the craving
scratch my itchy teeth

Come on and it now...

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

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

And the owls they watching
And the owls didn't
the owls came a knocking,
Placenta in their
They feed on all the carnage,
from the flood
And in the of their eyes,
sister L' Via
L' Via

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

Twenty wives in the lake tonight...