Luyện nghe bài hát A Subtle Dagger

It infiltrates insidious, it at love
Betrays our trust in what known
Since we were the truth we've found in all we see

Points to design, still our swell
We'll never find answers from a wishing well

So feed us all another lie to our thoughts
Appease our so we wont have
To chance the way we see we live we we die

Our precede our blasphemy
Our reads like notes from tainted autopsy

Our souls they speak of something
But we can't look beyond
We implore empty because
Our heats hold for no one else

We our claws to grasp at shadows of the
Ideals we have lost of a subtle dagger
to the hilt in our hearts blood on our hands