Luyện nghe bài hát Exterminating Angel

Here it again
Taste of jagged glass and can

are just black holes
Where the would be watching
black holes
Where the should have been

Plumes of
a urine colored sun
Swarms of
Come to kill sons

And there's nothing but black
Where the stars have been
Nothing but holes
Where the would be watching

Oh, those argonauts
Digging in your pit
Cover them in stream
Cover them in black gold, plunge into ingots

Ripping through menstrual stream
Rising up of rusty can
And jagged glass feeling

Here it comes
Hordes of locusts out your sun

Raining down, on everyone
Poor little rich thing, little bleeding heart
little misunderstood
Piss on it, I'm of it

Enough is
I fuck it up
In of it

Just for the of it
I wanna it up
Out of sync, out of
Out of sight, out of

Raining down, raining
Poor little rich thing, little bleeding heart
Poor misunderstood
on it, I'm sick of it

Here it comes
Taste of jagged glass and can

There are just black
Where the should have been
Just black
Where the would be watching