Luyện nghe bài hát Painted Skulls

From the museum of
Unliving see death's subtle jest
In my sorrow they the past
Yet celebrate their eternal

the worlds pain
In a of misery
the lantern flame
Upon your bended
Painted
skulls

Warm and close the air hard
Around the loyal
Wailing in a putrid sky
and eager tonight

Our cries pierce their
An to mourn
Celebration, fete for
Of unearthly dead reborn

Like a slime trail of a
to the husk
Unburied in restful bliss
Bursting from crust

Stale the of arising souls
In ritual
you down infuse your mind
By blade or barb

Painted
skulls

The festival end now sleep
of pain another year
Return to their
We ones await in fear

Mourning
To the end
Broken dreams and broken
skulls, the children cry