Luyện nghe bài hát Masturbating The War God

Evil flames cast uncertain shadowsin the dimly lit Temple of
Anhur as we count the dead and vanquished by off their
phalluses and piling the hands before the living stone
of God.
The shamed and humbled women of the subjugated in hopeless
Aquiescence as we grasp them by the hair and force to serve
our Anhur.
Yea we impale them on the massive member of the Ithyphallic
War God until the backs of their throats are torn out and
bowels are apart.
One by one we the female captives to serve the Ahati until
the Gods legs are awash with blood and his drips with
red and gore Un snem sheth tesher mekhsefu parthal m aba
Anhur.
We lay our bloodstained weapons of on the altar of Anhur and
His Seed blesses us with to slay our enemies Like as unto
Menthu we become Ithyphallic.
The mighty Sekhmet is us.