Luyện nghe bài hát Drink The Devil's Blood

Below the lid of a vast monument
Trickling of gristly vestiges and hopes
Enhanced by the horrible excess of exhalation
And uterine strangulation by the
Of the herds astray, arid in despair,
With flakes of fire, slowly wafting down...
Say, what a maternal heart feel when merely
Vinegar your child's thirst?
implore to harbour his torment in your chest...
To this burden yours, but... Sacrilege!
Who are you, harlot, to interfere with His will
When even glance should never leave the soil?

There resides the fusion, there is the
Angel prick and semen,
And a woman an aroused beast of burden alike
by the father and seducing the son
There resides the fusion, is the nucleus
A phallic communion that sanctifies interior

He that to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption
malefactor, rub your sterile wriggling womb
With a candle in contemplation
And give voluptuous to vile insects
He soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption
The shall open the book of Salomon for you to see
And the snake slither out of the lips that delivered
The of man, born out of shameful maternity...
He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh corruption
The beast subjugated reason to appetite
Praised be human nature, of shame and waste,
For bathing in decline a redeemer moisty of so contemptible

There resides the fusion, there is the
Angel prick and semen
And a woman genuflecting an aroused of burden alike
Seduced by the and seducing the son
There the fusion, there is the nucleus
A phallic that sanctifies interior wastelands
When a is knead by the claws of fowls attracted
By seminal no longer hidden by dignity
And purified by their rummaging her swollen vagina
When laments alter praises despite holy duty and menacing perdition
Seers can say that his birth does subdue no more
His birth does subdue not, for my God proceeds of failed humility...
O Master, the eastern pillar of your domination is the fallibility.