Luyện nghe bài hát Tetragammaton

Tell me over
awaits
i've been to the
and is there
eyelids sank
in the nerve sound
but when she
will she still be us

my is darkclots
leap year is
how did you get
ask all but the
from a that went hissing
his cells
we by candle by book and by bell

glossolalia my skin
glycerin and
the voice inside of god
mirrors to the

the goes mourning
pricking it's
the child
that preys on the
behead the drough
wound sleeves
i hope you room
in a of vines

give me a
to clean what stole
the streets hang high
ribs and let taste
we'll cover the with silver nitrate
mending the cuts of prosthetic faith

coats my skin
glycerin and
stuffed the voice of god
to the animals

then so
mnemonic
assume the
you've me and i'll spill

now on
hold my hand
say that made you
but you brought own leash
me no more no
say i'm the one

by the
you read my
of and itch
failure to
as failure to
and still you won't everything
built the fall

sulking the fall of my pale will
by your steps
licking the of blasphemer guilts
it only meant to drape a
over the stuck pig of head
to cover the sock where the flatline had
the in my temporal lobe
is shaped like rosalyn
she says my map is home
but face down
i only but a million blemishes
to tell you all
in the end they just me
to make him out

gas me the
of five legged snare
picks the eye
but no things
drags your waltz
cross the top
from a sleep
knew
trespass form
i'm void of
i'd ask to
but the mask on

you'll
print
cruelty is the
of my

in the end just gagged me
to him come out

you the cuffs
arsenic
you drink the shadow
of my red

you and false
to god
you've one in the
but finger got stuck

let slip the
of a cry for
but all was
on the night you

palms through eyes
your memory lost
i contaminate with

in the end they gagged me
to him come out

glossolalia my skin
and turbulence
stuffed the voice of god
mirrors to the

till it get my hands on you
i won't a face that left me

you wait
till i get my on you
i
you won't

unwrap my
and let it
in the eye of the
i get out

check my wrist
i'll faint a
i'm not the
you i was

if you pet the
pentacle dice
if you roll the
st. michael

be no ransom
don't my mouth
i scald the
you're of