Luyện nghe bài hát Virally Yours

The sound of vomiting to my like singing
Now I'm to become erect
With illness I'm in the beds of the fallen I rest
A fixation amplified the smell here is I like best

Feverishly combing the buckets of
Wrapping myself in the ridden sheets
Raping the shells of the
To fulfill my

Photographing
Cultured by my sick
It's then a job
a love for me to walk this close with death

When you hear a line
You know I'll be near
To the reaper's sickle is drawn
I am ever

I wish I could these strings
In death there are finer
Malpractice forever be my name

How quickly does fade away
One flip of the rivers man
send you screaming to your grave

Grief stricken watches on
Ceaseless for an only son
I'm afraid that can be done
The has finally come

The wrath of a God
To the pearly gates He'll soon
To leave his husk in this room of white
I'm quivering at

Pull the plug I'm you
Take the to the cold and blue
The reaper's yellowed lichen
ever so true

The origins of
I have in my dreams
The flooding of the blood
To quench my needs

I wish I could pull these
In death there are things
Malpractice forever be my bitter
I wish I could these strings
In death there are things