Luyện nghe bài hát A Martyr's Prayer

[Lyrics: Albert / Music: Forsaken]

This is my this is my blood

these dying whispers of a dying life
I weave the darkest dream,
A wish to conceal the promise of
Shall I ever escape what is

Father, spare me the harshness of reality
Shall a of thorns be my cruel destiny?

A pilgrimage the dawn of creation
A blessed for the meaning of salvation
I gaze through the face of
For they know me - the Redeemer

They say I hold the key of the presence
A prophet that the world's futile essence
I am the offering mankind shall forever bequeath
A karmic fortune that cannot be retrieved

The words of wisdom shall be
the bones of my weakened body
I long to the blood spilled through
The ages of story

forgive them,
For they do not what they are doing

My God why have you Me?
Father, into thy hands I my spirit

A through the dawn of creation
A blessed sojourn for the of salvation
I through the face of death
For they shall know me - the