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
desires buried, dreams best left to sleep
suffer the of beauty to know
beaten down, passions unknown
the bitterest ashes are the souls unwept
walls of your heaven and pit of fears

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

these words we cannot speak
for the fallen are lost the absence of dreams
in skies that are ever bright we cast wishes into the
for the stench of your heaven to me
and the stars weep for my
long, dark age has given us but faded memory

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

as heavens are rancid sweet
as breath of carrion reek
suffer the children as will dream
as empty breed worthless ends
as bitter hands passions spent
hearts burned to black the fires of prayers for the end

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

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