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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Putrid cross of ignorance, of reverence, whip of innocence
Been listening to your mourning, you falling

Deeper, farer, until your
Evoked an eerie tone, that you alone
As a have known
Guess, tried everything
To be as me, to winback the I've kindly been

Treating like my son
God's angel, I am gone
and you what the hell you become?
son, my fairly fallen angel, come on
And tell your father, what we become!?

Angels, we dwell in hell, humiliating and sad as
The succumbed, some tell
And there I stone-still, hence
In my own and muse upon consequence!

Blood stained clay, from our sacred dissaray
Someone will a new way
And will close the door 'twixt us and common
Angel, did you really want this
lips of indecency (Scarlet lips of perversity)
In search for a tongue (Matching each face disguised)
words of intimacy
They'll (all) my love (They'll need my hatred)

Sapience, pierce my with your thorns of irony
Angel falls and her wings and her gleaming breasts
will rot foul flesh, hence worms will dance
to a romance... the rape of sweetness in my eyes

Decrepitude, pierce my with your womanliness
Suck the honey of my breath and tear apart
Scratching suicidal love on putrid skin
I am mortal son, so I am sin!!!

Oh ye, in we are, humiliated and bizarre
How only I reached so far, my star
And you, across that sky
for me to die
For everything die, and within everything am I