Luyện nghe bài hát To Bloodlet: The Cleansing Urge

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

angels whisper sweet
of homicide
ordained touch the clouds
the tranquil sky
i've bathing for
but still i be clean
is better than nothing
but i this urge to kill
my