Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt & Virtue

Distant vistas, swathed in the
Of the reddening
to whispers 'neath stars
That marred descending

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

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

Lifted the gift
Of their seductive songs
She from the path
She was set upon

chaos, prized in sight
Of the angel, taught in ways of
Smothering lover
Other God

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

And is how they came to be
before the throne
Through tongues that hung whilst theirs run
On soft white throats and punctured

Though fated now later
By his tutor had been
He the Creator
the future he had seen

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

His children lost to free
And the of beaten hearts
the night 'twixt 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 lips
words were slaved
Split the whips
Of their witch gathered

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

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

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

And watchful of sign
A flames, unauthorized
Left celestial
To coalesce and,

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