Luyện nghe bài hát White Worms

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

There is no
Disquiet lurks in
By place of power
Your sins escalate

What has before
And perpetually
Is on way
Cherish each

dark surroundings
Ill lit by twin
A black car
With two men it

With the right
needs to prompting
The man riding
Has just his own son

To nurture the white

and isolated
The woodframe stands vacant
Humans that lived here
Can no longer be

And yet all are
fed and ghastly white
In the mound of earth
That sits by the road

His rigid inexpressive
He flings his blonde head upon the heap
This act earns him his metamorphosis
For he who the house is at the wheel

To the white worms

Darkling souls, though
each sin can mutate
Into something
Before dawn, pupate
And feed on
by more like you
To someday the aether
In evolution

The is hell
With it's all agape
Through come some worms
And they have wings

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