Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Of Imaginary Guilt

I you light
I seared off the
To show you my
lived your fright

I be the infamy
I wound your caprice
I need to try malice
You tame my misery

I lick your beauty
I wanna your sweetened wounds
To reap rotten fruits
Your gotta suit me

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

I feel your hungry skin
I wanna be the
I'll make you the praised
of my radiant sin

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

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

Oh, let me touch your soul
Let me be your skin
Let me be thrilling dream
Let me rape your open

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