Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh

Take these hooks my flesh,
Cast the ring of fate
By the fire in eyes.

This Temple is to ash.

This Corss this of hate,
never dies.
Burried beneath a shroud of sleep,
Desire dies.

have mercy.

Thake these and wipe the slate.

not heresy!

Draw the line across circle of my fate.

Take these hooks my flesh,
The flesh of a being.
temple is reduced to ash,
by back and seeing thee in chains.