Luyện nghe bài hát Brutal Romance

All and colours
Rolled and in aging hands
Sculpted
unfold
Our Jackson Pollocked turns
A witness

asylumed
Poets bequeath attempts

The
Of the and of us
Avarice and

and death, and death and love
Brutal
The silver thread, the knife
A slow-dance
I remember before
Warmth in the veins, in the core
romance

You're dripping with
Mine is more
Yours is you

Men at
Devouring a drowning
Epaulettes of

and death, and death and love
Brutal
A silver thread, a sharpened
In a slow-dance
I remember before
Breath in the lungs, blood on the
Brutal

And I to sing
Over them and them
What can't be
And I want to
you and into you
What can't be

and death, and death and love
Brutal
A silver thread, a knife
A spinning
I can't remember
Washing of wounds, won wars
Brutal