Luyện nghe bài hát Of Masks And Martyrs

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

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

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

-and all the we will not write
all the dreams that die tonight
-and all the in hearts grown cold
-and all the beauty known

as heavens are rancid sweet
as angels breath of reek
the children as they will dream
as empty breed worthless ends
as bitter stroke passions spent
hearts burned to black with the of prayers for the end

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

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