Luyện nghe bài hát Closing In

Where used to be a wax-candle
in the rhythm of a mind inside a man
Working in the of a midnight land
Where words were sealed feathers on
Rough papers like a of the present
and its demand this absence
Is than I can handle in lack of a
Seveninch desperately waiting for a
Woman to abuse me and amuse me sharpened
Fingernails - thorns in modelled

I would to crawl underneath your
Skin revel in and ferocious
Sin touch your feel the
Satisfaction - is nothing like a stunning
Piece of nighttime attraction we
Bring in some of nature - if you
closer now - throw them right
Across this - if you were closer now
(???) the laws no upon our lips -
If you were now - celebrate our
Presence until now - I you're
in somehow

Join in - the mysteries of
Miserable, optional maybe sell
Our to a devil on the way
Abusement turn us into slaves

A about the words so commercially
Despised - prostitution them in a
Corner of my - lines
Though I a place where
They still can be written and
Blossom like only spring can do winter
Has been So come with me and
The of mine - we'll walk the
Drawn fields, expose the secrets of

There is no desire
Only harvesting of your rare
To words I cannot put words to
To many I cannot hide