Luyện nghe bài hát Havoc Vulture

Wonder how it would be to be the great
the one to bestow upon you and death
the one to poison you you're down
or to be the one to you the crownofthorns
when your are sore
(and) to save you from the you care for
Are you bitter when you see how you are?
Do you feel without direction?
A kind of seed inside you that blossoms
It is at the gallows end one forgets that
has to have a greater
An call drags you towards the unspoken word
to suffer Martyrdom for the
The Saviour cut off your wings, somehow to remind you that He exists
Those who for His salt with open wounds have a way to go
the shadows of your rest (first)
Though I ask, why do you dig your own when others do it for you?
The behind the hit can not be mistaken
'cause He's the saviour with and
...a in the dark
Maybe it is intimidating than lighting the way
where is the road going? To a place where you can wash the of your hands?
Where did the knowing go?... With a saviour to kingdoms
or to the valley of the
behind the vault of the mystery lies a dream
damned or saved, how could we know?