Luyện nghe bài hát A Subtle Dagger

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

Points to design, still our swell
We'll find true answers from a wishing well

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

Our lusts precede our
Our logic like notes from tainted autopsy

Our souls they of something more
But we can't look ourselves
We implore empty because
Our hold room for no one else

We extend our claws to grasp at of the
we have lost causalities of a subtle dagger
Buried to the in our hearts blood on our hands