Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh

Take hooks from my flesh,
Cast across the of fate
By the fire in eyes.

This Temple is to ash.

Corss this thing of hate,
Desire dies.
deep beneath a shroud of sleep,
Desire dies.

have mercy.

Thake tears and wipe the slate.

not heresy!

Draw the line across this of my fate.

Take these from my flesh,
The flesh of a being.
This temple is to ash,
by looking back and seeing in chains.