Luyện nghe bài hát Virally Yours

The sound of vomiting to my ears' like
Now I'm to become erect
With illness I'm obsessed in the beds of the fallen I
A amplified the smell here is what I like best

Feverishly the buckets of waste
Wrapping myself in the ridden sheets
Raping the of the comatose
To fulfill my

Photographing
Cultured by my sick
It's then a job
It's a love for me to walk close with death

When you a flat line
You surely I'll be near
To when the sickle is drawn
I am aware

I I could pull these strings
In death are finer things
forever be my bitter name

How quickly life fade away
One flip of the rivers man
Could send you screaming to grave

Grief stricken watches on
Ceaseless prayers for an son
I'm afraid that nothing can be
The moment has finally

The wrath of a God
To the gates He'll soon arrive
To leave here his husk in this of white
I'm quivering at

the plug I'm begging you
Take the ride to the and blue
The reaper's yellowed lichen
Aims ever so

The origins of
I have witnessed in my
The of the blackest blood
To my fetid needs

I I could pull these strings
In death are finer things
Malpractice forever be my bitter
I I could pull these strings
In death there are things