Luyện nghe bài hát Angel of Small Death & the Codeine Scene

I watch the work of my kin and boyful
Toying somewhere between and abuse
Calling to them the wretched and joyful
Shaking the wings of their youths
Freshly in some frozen devotion
No alone or myself could I be
Looks like a strain to the arms it were
No shortage of sordid, no from me

With her sweetened breath, and her so mean
She's the angel of small and the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair, her hard and lean
She's the angel of small death and the scene

Feeling more human and on her flesh I
Lay my heart with the rest at her feet
from the fields, all fetor and fertile
Bloody and raw, but I it is sweet

With her sweetened breath, and her so mean
She's the of small death and the codeine scene
her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine

And lease this confusion, wander the concrete
Wonder if better now having
of judgement and reasons defeat
The heat of her breath in my mouth I'm alive

her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the of small death and the codeine scene
With her hair, her arms hard and lean
the angel of small death and the codeine scene

With her breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the of small death and the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and
She's the of small death and the codeine scene