Luyện nghe bài hát Carnal

I tasted the fever of your
Seems like cold to my mouth
I stand aside, I stay
Transmuting my quicksilver

KIA, I may see
ZOS, I may touch
Insipid are the words
The self no vulgar praise

worship has no supplications
My is to live and do
naked, pure of honest lust
The throbbing vortex on it all

Sleep is the of possible prayers
The winged are blessed to see
Downtrodden deception of every
pierced hymens my lust adores

Many images yet one raw
steps I love to tread
An point where time is space
giant sores, this journey must heal

Lady of Mourning and her
Lay down the for here I come
Joyful and priapic my baby
A new born one, ten years old