Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Of Imaginary Guilt

I gave you
I seared off the
To show you my
I've your fright

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, let me see your face
We belong to the disgrace
I was the you fettered
You the angel I raped