Luyện nghe bài hát Gift Of Flesh

I am all
A trade, a of sand
I am the to be learned
I take the throat of
And decay
I the way for all to see

No fear, no voice, no
In God no guiding

When all the guilt in your head
Turns it's and plays the dead
You scorch the earth and the sky
low with head held high

Indulge and
And
As lack of breath underground
Divulge
The side
windows watch the screaming sky

No fear, no voice, no
In God no guiding

When all the guilt in your head
Turns back and plays the dead
You scorch the and torch the sky
Conscience low with held

When all the that's in your head
Turns it's back and the dead
You the earth and torch the sky
Conscience low with head held

all the truth comes all the shame
The of flesh just takes it's aim
On hollowed and tortured sky
Walk in with spirits high