Luyện nghe bài hát Of Masks And Martyrs

as we bleed you feast on what is
of waking nightmares, prayers best left
inside of the beasts we shall be
feeling desires buried, dreams best to sleep
suffer the absence of to know
years beaten down, unknown
the bitterest ashes are the souls unwept
walls of heaven and pit of your fears

the heavens will fall and stars rain
on the backs of the
upon those whose is spit upon
desire you shit upon
if this is what your life will from me
if this is what your will make of me

these words which we speak
for the fallen are lost through the absence of
in skies that are ever bright we cast wishes into the
for the stench of heaven clings to me
and the stars weep for my
long, dark age has given us but faded memory

-and all the words we will not
all the dreams that die tonight
-and all the love in grown cold
all the beauty never known

as winds are rancid sweet
as angels of carrion reek
suffer the children as will dream
as souls breed worthless ends
as bitter hands stroke passions
hearts burned to black with the fires of for the end

and the stars for my shame
this long, dark age has given us the faded
of spent - give me breath to face another day
if this is what your life will take me
if this is your world will make of me

if this is what the world has of me
then let it live with the