Luyện nghe bài hát In Lieu Of Dead Brides...Claustrofuckingphobic

Fucked on the gurney 'til black and blue,
by beheaded who cackle and coo.
let a medic of blasphemous birth
flavor his meat with the of the earth?
Cannons and hymnals you to die,
and oh how the sing?

"Lay them on the lawn like virgins.
Goddess of the grove we thee.
Gloria.
For every one of our sisters
a thousand of sons will burn."

Fist through your gums a five fingered kiss.
A sad suitor in post coital bliss.
up that dollar, and powder your nose,
you'll show up like semen on colored clothes.
Forceps and scalpel make a of flesh,
and oh how the acolytes

They're pointing, laughing, while he
his tormentors for just one
of that honey between her legs,
before it away,
and she away.