Luyện nghe bài hát Of Vision And Mental Derangement

lies and vice burn my head in rooms
rush of womans' robe turns me to
in the door the nightly
my head a rising shade of death

I sank with mouth in the garden of stars
of murder came over me
with purple brows I to the wood
gods rage slashing my neck
ringing softly through the dark
night fell and my cristally broke
slahing my sweating brows
white angels figure

black skies of
crosses wave in red
a beam in the clouds
and I go
in satans'sweet

hate burns my

my force
see
my overshadowed

the air
of lust and

I
the true in my

sweetness of drives my

in search for the


I from your pain

my are unstained
my heart is red
seed has gone
more to gain