Luyện nghe bài hát Great Castration

He drew a from a curtain of flies,
'Are there colors in the of the blind?'
He knew the answer when you out his eyes,
black count?'
Flaccid the member you clench.
walking carrion stench.
Your scorned lover was a street wench.
And she you.

and join the great castration.
Sharpen knives.

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

She pick your bones after all.
Your skull took its upon the wall.
her spirit scarred you,
those are married to you.

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