Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

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

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

Light through her secret tunnels
Sucked the open spaces
Burning out in sudden
Draining blood from well-fed

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

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

Even as the skins tingle
They mingle the homeless mother
Who loves the day but another
That once was

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

And the goes on

Memories crash on tireless
The lifeguards the winter saves

falls the guillotine
All the are shut
Nervous hands grip the knife
In the darkness, the cake is cut
Passed around, in little
The and the flesh
The family and the
And another in the

The and the flesh