Luyện nghe bài hát Tongues

Tongues in me
Yours be the and the vile
neath my skin
Storm through my

I bury the nomad
in the earth
Couldn't these searing
tongues

you say
Yet strikes
In guises
As the viper in our

Tongue, throat,
Slayer of the
And of vision

A monumental reign of
slit up to stain the target
We're food for the hounds of
to the crows of stress

No power to retrieve
My stolen
Filtered the illiterate
of death

Flies let be poured
From the hands of bedlam

On account of their
I made friends the word and the moon
Went with the tide and left for the
Of dead thrown out of tune

The red patterns,
Dragonrise and even
Decoying from symmetry

Let ring a note
In the of the spheres
The of promise in the nuclear sky
These black tongues
to lick me back to life

To inject truths within me