Luyện nghe bài hát To Bloodlet: The Cleansing Urge

start by etching dark secrets into your arm with
and inject the of your sin and depression
beneath your foul, flesh
taste the stench, the decripid aroma of a world
virgin lips with semen
on my love
i'm roadkill on highway
we're all roadkill anyway
vulgar demonstration of
obsession
run away from your
sexual

angels whisper nothings
hymns of
ordained clowns touch the
the tranquil sky
i've bathing for
but i can't be clean
something is than nothing
but i have this urge to
my