Luyện nghe bài hát Great Castration

He drew a from a curtain of flies,
'Are colors in the dreams of the blind?'
He knew the answer you tore out his eyes,
'Does black
the severed member you clench.
Exalted carrion stench.
Your scorned lover was a street wench.
And she you.

Rejoice and join the castration.
Sharpen knives.

They down a manicured talon flood.
Like frenzied harpies in a of blood.
How comical we to call you a stud.
Now stumpy.
disciple my unholy desire.
Shriek harmonies in our choir.
And set these corpes afire.
Those seraphim are memories.

She won't pick bones after all.
Your took its place upon the wall.
Where her spirit you,
those are married to you.

They her swinging from a pipe
in the basement of the church of Christ.
We RAPE.
We know whose hands are red.