Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

Suffocated by mirrors, stained by
Her honey belly pulls the
Curves are still upon the
Pale tinge the tiger skin

Moist as grass, ripe and heavy as the
The sponge is full, out of sight
All the conversations
Icing on the warm flesh

Light creeps through her tunnels
Sucked into the open
Burning out in flashes
Draining blood from faces

Desires in subtle whispers
Flex the muscles in
Up and its pristine cage
So the music, so the

Vows of sacrifice, headless
in circles, they the blessed
Man and wife, by all
Their grafted trunks in heat

Even as the soft tingle
mingle with the homeless mother
Who the day but lives another
That once was

The worried father, long lost
Brushes with his broom
jokes to fly and hover
Bursting over the bride and

And the goes on

Memories on tireless waves
The whom the winter saves

falls the guillotine
All the are shut
Nervous hands tight the knife
In the darkness, till the is cut

around, in little pieces
The body and the
The family and the
And another in the

The body and the