Luyện nghe bài hát Hedon

How hungry become
Like animals in shame
Fed the hooves of apocalypse
That down
worlds behind

From to a word, I was led to a word
That over cultures in rage
Crimson masses, in decadence

Holding our tongues to the sun
So, is the future open?
enter, hornet from our hive-dark hearts
To draw down the end within

We need not the that emanate
our warty, haunted bodies

Nihilist, Hedon, the priceless art of lives
Sorrow is a wing laid their heads
Skin deep, we carve our immeasurable
In the fold of your shivering

Hedon, your wild
And filled with

Jupiter in our eyes
A of bodies and gold
Eager as a part of your

And the sickness to your skin
(Stone)
As the wine-rush,
androgynous wombs
To open free the lid of

Hedon, rinsed in post-human
A monument scorned by the of time
Stale faced of secrets

Loaded with implosive
The that carried the apostle
To the mating on the graves of giants

We look at you,
To see we really are