Luyện nghe bài hát The Filth Of Our Underlings

The filth of our
never nourish me completely

Our knowledge is our brainwaves congealing
feed the piety that humans are bleeding
Silk from a sows ear is what I'm knitting
off the fat of our rendering

Hail to our
Our destinies
Surrender abysmal weight
to our underlings
Toiling
Collapsing into a servile

Mouth of komodo harbour our healing
the serum as our sores are revealing
Hang nerves out to dry to the feeling
Rendering for feeding

Hail to our
Who knows not to
Peel back the to blind them all with light

The of our underlings
Shall nourish me completely