Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt & Virtue

Distant vistas, swathed in the
Of the sunset
Fell to whispers 'neath
That marred skies

From the cusp of midnight
as a mist
Rebels truced with
(In truth, few resist)

Came praising his raising through
The sparse and marble
Virtue bathed, their ravings made
Her fountains flood wine

with the gift
Of dark seductive songs
She drifted the path
She was set upon

Courting chaos, prized in
Of the covering angel, in ways of
Smothering lover
Other God

Worshiped in each arms
spider eidolons
The moon conducted like a
Those attachments on

And this is how came to be
Dragged before the
tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
On soft white throats and punctured

Though now than later
By his that had been
He baited the
With the he had seen

Of Michael, psyched with
A right by his side
And Man about to be
The of his eye

His children lost to will
And the cost of beaten
Like the 'twixt vice and Virtue
When her became a scar

enemies
Why has my lord my judgment
Am I not as he
To indulge my darkest

From lips
These were slaved
with the whips
Of their witch gathered

He her grave
Midst drowning crowds that howled in
Blasphemer, though she was gone
Not lyriced to the song of their spirited
But ghosted back where she

A embracing Michael
In a lace of tears that his pride
He swallowed, followed
Though with spit for all things
Though spit for all things so fucking blind

His seal he tore and to the
He threw tie to heaven
Signifying war

And watchful of sign
A thousand flames,
celestial posts
To and, unified

their fallen leader
As he turned one final
And threw a
Like a lance
That stung like in every mind