Luyện nghe bài hát Melt (The Catching Of The Butterfly)

As she crawls my hands
Her I think they've found me
Matter,
Her features cease to be

Oh, me
Now have place with god
can be hell

Of the perfumed and penetrated
She's melting, away

Of the that see and destroy us
This fire, the secret flame
by desire
Transformation from flesh to

Melting, melt away

There's a stillness between the and me
but dreams and decay and the angel
Whose are my lamentation
Oh, just away

Melting, away