Luyện nghe bài hát Of Masks And Martyrs

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

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

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

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

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

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

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