Luyện nghe bài hát Havoc Vulture

Wonder how it would be to be the Redeemer
the one to bestow upon you life and
the one to poison you when you're
or to be the one to hand you the
when your are sore
(and) to save you from the everything you for
Are you bitter when you see how pale you
Do you hate without direction?
A kind of seed inside you that blossoms
It is at the gallows end one forgets that
has to have a meaning
An unrecognisable call drags you towards the unspoken
to Martyrdom for the others
The Saviour cut off your wings, just to remind you that He exists
Those who for His salt with open wounds have a way to go
the of your must rest (first)
Though I ask, why do you dig your own grave when others do it for
The force the hit can not be mistaken
He's the saviour with magnanimity and
...a in the dark
Maybe it is intimidating than lighting the way
where is the road To a place where you can wash the blood of your hands?
Where did the knowing go?... a saviour to transcendental kingdoms
or to the valley of the
behind the vault of the mystery lies a dream
damned or saved, how we ever know?