Luyện nghe bài hát Carnal Malefactor

Below the lid of a vast rounded
Trickling of vestiges and whacked hopes
Enhanced by the horrible excess of exhalation
And strangulation by the wreaths
Of the herds astray, in despair, blessed
With dilated of fire, slowly wafting down...
Say, what does a maternal feel when merely
Vinegar stills child's thirst?
You'd to harbour his torment in your chest...
To make this yours, but... Sacrilege!
Who are you, harlot, to with His emerald will
When your glance should never leave the soil?

resides the fusion, there is the nucleus
Angel prick and semen,
And a woman genuflecting an beast of burden alike
Seduced by the father and the son
There resides the fusion, there is the
A phallic communion sanctifies interior wastelands

He that to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption
Carnal malefactor, rub your sterile womb
a candle in reverential contemplation
And give harbour to vile insects
He soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption
The scorpion shall open the of Salomon for you to see
And the slither out of the lips that delivered once
The of man, born out of shameful maternity...
He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap
The lactiferous beast subjugated reason to
be human nature, ciborium of shame and waste,
For bathing in decline a redeemer moisty of so contemptible

There resides the fusion, is the nucleus
Angel and holy semen
And a woman genuflecting an beast of burden alike
by the father and seducing the son
There resides the fusion, there is the
A phallic communion that sanctifies wastelands
When a woman is knead by the claws of attracted
By seminal odours no longer by dignity
And purified by beaks rummaging her swollen vagina
When laments alter into praises holy duty and menacing perdition
Seers can say that his birth does subdue no more
His birth does death not, for my God proceeds of failed humility...
O Master, the pillar of your domination is the organic fallibility.