Luyện nghe bài hát In Vengeful Embrace

was an echo, an old sore,
A reflection.
No winds, but cricket
to the trail.
Traces me.
Something across.
Maybe a shadow, a imagery.
A on the left repeals my worry
no soul had been here before me
As at glimpse of joy appeared
A long lost fiend who to me:

Welcome, brother.
Welcome, traitor.
Welcome, longed-for Intimate.
and atone in vengeful embrace.
In embrace.

I was seized with fear
As at his words I did
A face, a name, my frailty.
A tragedy in snow.
And all turned into
entwined about my neck.
A mist gathered where would be
And again he did to me Welcome, brother.
Welcome, traitor.
Welcome, ever Intimate.
Repent and atone in embrace.
In embrace.

She burdened me her kiss
Bedecked garment in the
Yearned for her in fetters
That were never to release.
December's virgin
A touch at ease
let luster grow in her
At our in conceal.
And she burdened me her kiss
Bedecked garment in the
for her in fetters sweet
Never to release.
When luster from her eyes.

Again there was echo,
an old sore torn open,
This reflection.
I did repel, but repented.

Oh brother, traitor.
Ever longed-for
Woe you
For you what was mine.