Luyện nghe bài hát Great Castration

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

and join the great castration.
Sharpen knives.

They swarm down a talon flood.
Like frenzied in a rapture of blood.
How comical we used to you a stud.
Now stumpy.
Fervent disciple my desire.
harmonies in our immaculate choir.
And set androgynous corpes afire.
sexless seraphim are memories.

She won't pick your bones all.
Your skull took its place the wall.
her spirit scarred you,
those are married to you.

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