Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt & Virtue

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

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

Came praising his hell raising
The and marble clime
Virtue bathed, their ravings made
Her fountains with wine

Lifted the gift
Of their dark songs
She drifted the path
She was surely set

Courting chaos, prized in
Of the covering angel, taught in of
Smothering another
Other God

Worshiped in each other's
Like spider
The moon conducted like a
Those attachments on

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

Though fated now than
By his that had been
He the Creator
With the future he had

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

His lost to free will
And the of beaten hearts
Like the night 'twixt and Virtue
When her kiss became a

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

embittered lips
These were slaved
with the whips
Of witch hunt gathered

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

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

His seal he and to the floor
He this tie to heaven
holy war

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

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