Luyện nghe bài hát Great Castration

He drew a question from a of flies,
'Are there in the dreams of the blind?'
He knew the answer when you out his eyes,
'Does black
the severed member you clench.
Exalted walking stench.
Your scorned was a street working wench.
And she you.

Rejoice and the great castration.
your knives.

They swarm down a manicured flood.
Like frenzied harpies in a of blood.
How comical we used to you a stud.
Now stumpy.
Fervent my unholy desire.
Shriek harmonies in our choir.
And set androgynous corpes afire.
Those sexless are memories.

She won't your bones after all.
Your skull its place upon the wall.
Where her spirit you,
those are married to you.

They found her swinging a pipe
in the basement of the church of Christ.
We RAPE.
We know whose hands are red.