Luyện nghe bài hát Havoc Vulture

Wonder how it would be to be the Redeemer
the one to upon you life and death
the one to poison you when down
or to be the one to hand you the
your hands are sore
(and) to save you the everything you care for
Are you when you see how pale you are?
Do you feel hate without
A of seed inside you that never blossoms
It is at the end one forgets that everything
has to have a greater
An unrecognisable drags you towards the unspoken word
to Martyrdom for the others
The Saviour cut off your wings, somehow to remind you that He exists
Those who wait for His with open wounds have a way to go
the shadows of must rest (first)
Though I ask, why do you dig your own grave when do it for you?
The behind the hit can not be mistaken
'cause He's the saviour with and
...a light in the
Maybe it is intimidating than lighting the way
where is the road going? To a place you can wash the blood of your hands?
Where did the knowing go?... a saviour to transcendental kingdoms
or to the of the forgotten?
behind the vault of the sky's lies a dream
damned or saved, how could we know?