Luyện nghe bài hát Inpropagation

Insipid bellow
the atrabilious
chimney.
In the
crevet I pillage
and
for hot dry
powdered human
steaming in the
grate.

ebullition,
bones tar, tallow
for my deleterious
so I may cultivate..

mortal mechanism dies
in rich.
In the hallowed you lie
for the taking.

Charred
as as lime,
no do I need.
Deteriorated
as top-soil
to and
seed.
Spreading human potash
as ash matured.
Recycling my harvest.
Bring out dead...
for use as manure!

tears are shed.
But the must be fed.
And there's no for the dead.

and dusting up
the spilt of urns.
Every that glows
as in the fire.
Extinguishing all
of dispatch.
charred chassis desired.

Exequiet performed.
A sooting up the flu.
Enter my inferno.
in the after-life
there's to do.

The nitrogen high
the is weak.
At the graveside cry.
You're never to again.

Burnt renews
the
to my seed.
Cremated
are my
to use as plant feed.
this abhorrant
manure.
Seedling my harvest.
Bring out your
for the to devour.

Dry the are bled.
the ground
be fed.
Still no for the dead.

I
in the grate.

to ashes.
to dust.
Diluted in
and on crops.
Charcoal, fats,
and soot
fertilising
with furtile rot.

Incumbent.
Latent are spent.

to ashes.
to dust.
Renewing the
with corrupt.
scrapings,
a must.
To the hot
the are trussed.

Harvesting the
to the soil.
the spent
with my spoils...

Reaping the
to the land.
Replenishing pastures
my uncanny sleight of hand.
Restoring the balance.
my seed.
Defalcating the
I and glean.

So I my contrite lament.
for the dead.
Their which I disturb.
Where should stand row row
of grey remembrance stones
my crops now grow.