Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt & Virtue

Distant vistas, in the haze
Of the sunset
Fell to whispers 'neath
marred descending skies

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

Came praising his hell through
The sparse and marble
Where Virtue bathed, their made
Her fountains flood with

Lifted with the
Of dark seductive songs
She drifted from the
She was set upon

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

Worshiped in each arms
Like spider
The moon conducted like a
strange attachments on

And this is how came to be
Dragged the throne
Through tongues that hung whilst were run
On soft white throats and moans

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

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

His children lost to free
And the cost of hearts
Like the night vice and Virtue
her kiss became a scar

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

From embittered
words were slaved
Split with the
Of their witch hunt

He sought her
Midst crowds that howled in rage
Blasphemer, though she was gone
Not lyriced to the song of their throng
But ghosted where she belong

A grace Michael
In a lace of that bleared his pride
He swallowed, blood
with spit for all things divine
Though with spit for all things so blind

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

And of this sign
A flames, unauthorized
Left posts
To coalesce and,

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