Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

Suffocated by mirrors, by dreams
Her honey belly the seams
are still upon the hinge
Pale zeros tinge the skin

as grass, ripe and heavy as the night
The sponge is full, well out of
All the conversations
Icing on the flesh cake

Light creeps her secret tunnels
Sucked the open spaces
Burning out in flashes
blood from well-fed faces

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

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

Even as the soft tingle
They mingle the homeless mother
Who the day but lives another
That was hers

The worried father, lost lover
ashes with his broom
Rehearses to fly and hover
Bursting over the and groom

And the goes on

crash on tireless waves
The lifeguards whom the saves

Silence falls the
All the doors are
Nervous hands tight the knife
In the darkness, till the is cut
Passed around, in pieces
The body and the
The and the fishing-net
And in the mesh

The and the flesh