Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn For The Shameless

Saw your eyes in a memory
in the sky
You smiled and to me
A like this can never truly die

So now the over
And I've got to disguise the I've become
I wish I could stop laughing
I because the joke is on them this time
They have a clue

Calm me

I shut my eyes and again the pleasure strangles me
I taste the tears of sweet indulgence, and fantasy
Oh, the visions inside my
The emptiness will you

Sanity is slowly from my hands now
I'm standing closer to the than I should be allowed
Oh, what regret I have
Does make me a killer?

I am the face of death right
Behind you yet you're
To my cold
On neck, is it just too easy?
Am I just too at this?

I am the one
I am the end of all
And now you are

Calm me

I shut my eyes and once the pleasure strangles me
I taste the of sweet indulgence, pain and fantasy
Oh, the inside my head
The emptiness haunt you

Sanity is slowly slipping my hands now
I'm standing closer to the than I should be allowed
Oh, little regret I have
Does that make me a

Saw your eyes
In a memory in the sky
You and said to me
A love like this can never die

Let's just say right
And the nightmare ends, we wake up by side
What makes you think I would let you live?
really lost my mind

Behold, for I am the of the reaper
Beg for the of your worthless angels

As relief washes me, calm consumes me

I my eyes and once again the pleasure strangles me
I taste the of sweet indulgence, pain and fantasy
Oh, the visions inside my
The emptiness will you

is slowly slipping from my hands now
I'm standing closer to the than I should be allowed
Oh, what regret I have
Does make me a killer?

I shut my eyes and once again the pleasure me
I taste the tears of sweet indulgence, and fantasy
Oh, the inside my head
The emptiness will you

Sanity is slowly slipping from my now
I'm standing closer to the edge than I be allowed
Oh, what regret I have
Does that me a killer?

I shut my eyes and once the pleasure strangles me
I taste the tears of indulgence, pain and fantasy
Oh, the visions my head
The emptiness will you

is slowly slipping from my hands now
I'm standing to the edge than I should be allowed
Oh, what little regret I
Does make