Luyện nghe bài hát Still Moving Sinews

No one such an attack
And we all stood like
Baring the in her back

moving sinews
In a graceful of life
the arms, shyly the breasts

Fold, fear, die

Ten fingers through the heart
the core
As I stare into those

eyes and wonder
(For you, me)
Are demons there?

I it all the time
The misanthropes were
To themselves
In the of a savior

Still sinews struggle fearsome
With a forlorn
Caught in the
Of the impending fate

Semi worlds, tight lodges
Where stiffen
Plagued with the frost of
Our barely meet

The worms of
Like black numbers
That drip her permanent skin
Joined in sweet fury to the decay
and reddened in life lost array