Luyện nghe bài hát White Worms

It's night
The clouds are streaked violet
And the moon is
your innocence

There is no
Disquiet in silence
By this place of
Your sins escalate

has come before
And recurs
Is on way
Cherish each

dark surroundings
Ill lit by beacons
A black car
two men inside it

With the temptation
Murder needs to
The man riding
Has killed his own son

To the white worms

Still and
The woodframe stands vacant
that once lived here
Can no longer be

And yet all are
Well fed and white
In the of moist earth
sits just by the road

His features inexpressive
He flings his son's blonde head the heap
This last act him his metamorphosis
For he who built the is at the wheel

To nurture the white

souls, though larval
With sin can mutate
something dreadful
Before dawn, pupate
And on innocents
Nourished by like you
To someday haunt the
In obscene

The is hell
With it's windows all
Through these some worms
And they sprouted wings

Fear is forever, the
To goad the of humanity
acts of pervert nature
And bring out the in all of us