Luyện nghe bài hát Of Masks And Martyrs

as we bleed you on what is left
of nightmares, prayers best left unsaid
sinking inside of the beasts we be
desires buried, dreams best left to sleep
suffer the absence of beauty to
years down, passions unknown
the ashes are the souls unwept tears
walls of heaven and pit of your fears

the heavens will fall and stars down
on the backs of the
upon those beauty is spit upon
desire you shit upon
if this is what your life will take me
if this is what your world make of me

these words which we cannot
for the fallen are lost through the of dreams
in skies that are ever bright we cast into the darkness
for the stench of heaven clings to me
and the weep for my shame
long, dark age has given us but faded memory

-and all the words we not write
-and all the dreams die tonight
-and all the love in grown cold
-and all the beauty known

as heavens winds are sweet
as angels breath of carrion
the children as they will dream
as empty souls worthless ends
as bitter hands passions spent
hearts to black with the fires of prayers for the end

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

if is what the world has made of me
then let it with the consequences