Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Of An Imaginary Guilt

I gave you
I seared off the
To you my devotion
I've lived fright

I be the infamy
I wanna your caprice
I need to try your
You should my misery

I wanna lick your
I wanna scar your wounds
To reap rotten fruits
loving gotta suit me

Oh, let me be the one
Who you free
See how unveils
Her mystery

I feel your hungry skin
I be the sacrificed
make you the holy praised
Whore of my sin

I wanna see you
I wanna be the skin
To with you the greatest sin
My holy, whore

I've kissing the filth
My been bleeding
been stealing you a wing
My dark, angel

Oh, let me touch your soul
Let me be your hungry
Let me be your thrilling
Let me rape your wounds

Oh, let me see other face
We belong to the same
I was the dead you
You were the I raped