Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt & Virtue

Distant vistas, in the haze
Of the sunset
to whispers 'neath stars
That marred descending

From the cusp of mountains
Wending as a
Rebels with Feriluce
(In truth, few resist)

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

Lifted with the
Of their dark seductive
She from the path
She was set upon

Courting chaos, in sight
Of the covering angel, in ways of
another lover
Other God

Worshiped in other's arms
Like spider
The moon conducted a charm
Those attachments on

And is how they came to be
Dragged the throne
Through that hung whilst theirs were run
On soft throats and punctured moans

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

Of Michael, with jealousies
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 night vice and Virtue
When her became a scar

Seraph
Why has my lord forsaken my
Am I not as he
To indulge my fantasies?

From embittered
These words were
Split with the
Of their witch gathered

He her grave
Midst drowning crowds howled in rage
Blasphemer, blasphemer she was gone
Not to the song of their spirited throng
But ghosted back she belong

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

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

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

Return their leader
As he one final time
And a glance
a downward lance
That stung like guilt in every