Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Of An Imaginary Guilt

I gave you
I off the oceans
To show you my
lived your fright

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

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

Oh, let me be the one
Who sets you
See how love
Her incomparable

I wanna feel your skin
I be the sacrificed
I'll make you the holy
Whore of my sin

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

I've been the filth
My tongue's been
I've been you a wing
My dark, sinister

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

Oh, let me see your other
We to the same disgrace
I was the you fettered
You were the angel I