Luyện nghe bài hát Havoc Vulture

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