Luyện nghe bài hát Thots

nothings
the senates corrupt
& the emporer remains

and
is a new of slaughter

supply lines are less
evil on all

eye can smell the on your flesh
-- in

trapped the twisting fingers of fear
and all eye see is ewe

that
eyes

burning leprosy

eye can see u
the air

prostituting

and eye want to
to rip out your heart and lay flat on your back

and a world of agony and truth
into your illness of memory

... and guides our way

eye long for the icy slap of a belt my back
for the acceptance of death and cave war

the giving sleep of
the elucidation of savage, meaningless aggression

chiseled in the meaty of Mother Jupiter and his slave

in the harem - outside
beyond the edges - eye ride

a cycloptic mare in the of imagination

my disease
a river of

eye need to remind me eye am still sinning
that pain in
that wurdz
healing in possible

that eye am not ... in this

- guard the
- the watch
- maidens, dig up your
- sirens, sharpen rocks

... ewe will eat my again

whatever u
messiah ME