Luyện nghe bài hát To Bloodlet: The Cleansing Urge

start by etching dark secrets into arm with glass
and inject the filth of sin and depression
beneath your foul, dying
taste the stench, the decripid of a dying world
virgin lips smeared with
choke on my
i'm on god's highway
we're all tonight anyway
vulgar of lust
obsession
run from your halo
infatuation

angels whisper sweet
hymns of
ordained clowns the clouds
scarring the sky
i've bathing for
but i can't be clean
something is than nothing
but i this urge to kill
my