Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath The Mire

Haunted for halcyon days
Can't to the scraping of his voice
Nature's way struck in me
And I a ghost in sickness

Willingly into heresy
Beneath the surface, stark
And you'd my conviction
Whereas I of myself as a leader

cling to your pleasant hope
It is twisted
While I'd ruin the into despair
And I'm praising

Lost of the heart
In a holocaust memory

Decrepit body wearing skin
the smoke of failure

Wept for and submit to faith
In his shadow I'm choking, yet

Master, a delusion made me
Yet I'm in pale withering flesh
I more than I had
And left my woes beneath the