Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral Portrait

You by the window
Morning's breath on the
Idle given another try
So you wait and you savour the
Outside the canvas white
eyes in the fog
Yea
Uhh

Rain clean all the sins
A liquid gown that all
loathe turns endless
Opened mirage your sense
Locked on the
The best within
(The best within)

Like a derelict
Heart burning for a
to the meek
Flock 'round the in awe

Yea

Caked in the beneath
Fear me when we
Turn in admiration
My firm grip 'round the of joy

Yea
Enough of
You will me now
You see it now
at my hands

to you
Tangled up in
Fresh looks
I take you with me?
And it is
eyes in the fog
It is me
Yea

And you are like them all
Stained by the names of
I'm greeting my downward
the throes to others

And you are just like all
(You are just them all)
Stained by the of fathers
I'm my downward fall
the throes to others
(Leaving throes)