Luyện nghe bài hát My Supernatural (Bells Ring Slowly)

This wound cannot be
as my runs gelatinous, sweet and black
to be tasted by the chafed lips of the inflictor, a mirror
The heavy-handed punishing judge
whose sentence is and indifferent
as puddles of water
You cannot stop the bleeding patches alone,
as saturation will reject all but
Reparations all off into oblivion
The hunter and the hunted have one
I was for self-destruction
Borne to and freeze
Tears used to dried scabs of blood from these sheets
to control, to redirect, to attempt to unlearn
Unsatisfied with what this has had to offer
Satisfaction the heart stiffens and succumbs
to the hunter's hands, gelatinous, and black
No pills, no more adjournment
The higher the around
the more I will them down upon me
It has easier to bury the bodies
than to bury the and impulsive thoughts
that serve only to and burden
One hand on the shovel, the around my throat
Borne to and freeze
I have broken all the warm hands heal
Bones snap and
Muscle around the eyes stretch
and quiver like a fish skinned
The only honest
and weak, I hope none remember
I will be to forget