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
That no had been here before me
As at glimpse of joy appeared
A lost fiend who spoke to me:

Welcome, brother.
Welcome, traitor.
Welcome, ever Intimate.
Repent and atone in embrace.
In embrace.

I was seized with mere
As at his words I did
A face, a name, my frailty.
A tragedy in snow.
And all turned into
Tendrils entwined my neck.
A mist gathered suns would be
And he did speak to me Welcome, brother.
Welcome, traitor.
Welcome, longed-for Intimate.
Repent and in vengeful embrace.
In embrace.

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

Again was this echo,
an old torn wide open,
bewildering reflection.
I did repel, but repented.

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