Luyện nghe bài hát Ghostflowers

And she's a
And she's a

Am I in your vision?
Was I just a poor
Cut me open precision
And we'll finger the

me what have I done
(Quid pro quo)
To you lose control

I will give you
In these hymns of
I will you sanctuary

You to see me burn
I am living
You to see me burn
I am living

You will me by the scars I bare
You will know me by the hate I
You know me by the scars I bare

Shapeless,

We are the thousand children of
in between, on the fence
Non-descript
I'm in between, on the
antagonist

I'll you open, climb inside
Lose myself, alive

We are the thousand children of
Seraphim to Nephilim, Exodus

She's picking ghostflowers her soul
She's clipping the wings of angels
She's picking from her soul
tonguing splinters of broken halos

You will know me by the scars I
You will me by the hate I swear
You will know me the scars I bare
You will me

From to specimen to emptiness
I be avenged, I will be avenged

are the secrets
That kill, that kill, that kill, kill
That kill, that kill, kill
kill, that kill, that kill

We are the thousand of death