Luyện nghe bài hát White Worms

It's night
The clouds are with violet
And the is bright
your innocence

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

What has before
And perpetually
Is on way
Cherish each

Woodland dark
Ill lit by twin
A car approaches
With two men it

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

To nurture the worms

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

And yet all are
Well fed and white
In the mound of moist
That just by the road

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

To nurture the worms

Darkling souls, though
With each sin can
Into something
Before dawn, pupate
And feed on
by more like you
To someday haunt the
In obscene

The is hell
With windows all agape
Through these some worms
And have sprouted wings

is forever, the objective
To goad the rest of
Into acts of nature
And out the worm in all of us