Luyện nghe bài hát Hedon

How hungry we've
Like naked in shame
Fed with the hooves of
That galloped
worlds behind

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

Holding our to the thirsty sun
So, is the future still
Then enter, hornet our hive-dark hearts
To draw the end from within

We not the horns that emanate
From our warty, bodies

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

Hedon, children wild
And filled with

Jupiter in our eyes
A pandemonium of and gold
Eager as a of your face

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

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

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

We at you, afraid
To see what we are