Luyện nghe bài hát II (Penance)

That arbitrary adjudicator
Your cruelty builds in an cycle of decrepitude
slackens with each passing seconds
Flesh weakens and
Bones stiffen in
dissolve
Hopes
A pulp of deepest despair
A mind and afraid
Gazes back upon a path of and regret
Gazes ahead only to t he cold and the

All will
All fail
All fall
All fail

And so with each heavy, broken-backed I inch closer to my reckoning
stiff, sloughing, sagging
Resonating with slow decay catgut strings
Draped across a stave of timber

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

Stoic that bleeds black redemption
Onyx shroud shed skin
Penance into the maw of the soil
Stygian crust that on the carcasses of the forgotten

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

A hopeless soul slithers in vapid


Fading notions of what once false proclamations
Granite by the echoes of supplication
visages gaze in judgement
A phalanx stands as one
One singular of accusation
Choral, somnolent striking the
Of a laced with corrosive regret

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

I cannot see what lurks these sepulchral shadows
Emanating whispers of a past condemnations

One past condemnations!

Freezing reach - coiling, cloying

My name is but

And I again