Luyện nghe bài hát II (Penance)

That humiliating arbitrary
Your cruelty builds in an endless of decrepitude
Skin with each passing seconds
Flesh weakens and
stiffen in agony
Dreams
Hopes
A blackened pulp of deepest
A enfeebled and afraid
Gazes back a path of waste and regret
Gazes ahead only to t he and the empty

All fall
All will
All will
All will

And so with each heavy, broken-backed step I closer to my reckoning
Sinews stiff, sloughing,
Resonating slow decay like catgut strings
Draped across a stave of rotting

The cathedral looms... Tearing, oppressive,
Cries once in the chapels of cold stone
Where cowled figures with feverish piety
And candles of flickered in the torpid darkness of unanswered prayers

Stoic that bleeds black redemption
Onyx shroud like skin
Penance driven the maw of the soil
Stygian crust that chokes on the of the forgotten

There is no room
Suffocation... Rejection...

A hopeless soul slithers in vestibules


Fading notions of what once false proclamations
Granite shaped by the echoes of
Myriad visages in judgement
A solemn stands as one
One singular of accusation
Choral, striking the marrow
Of a soul laced with corrosive

- Pathetic - Cringing
Crushed by
Withering within the inquisition
The last shreds of hope thus scatter

I cannot see what within these sepulchral shadows
Emanating of a thousand past condemnations

One thousand condemnations!

Freezing hands reach - coiling,

My is but dust

And I again