Luyện nghe bài hát Pictures In Grey

Lonesome under tent
Walks through the hour
Boy wakes out of weird
His face decaying it

Crazed woman weeps hair
In the window barred
On the pond, on sweet
journeying wonderful

Dark is the sound of springs in the night
Drops of my falling unto golden plates
In myrial coffins, a laughter whorish and
Lust of heart, songs of and night

smiling bleach in the wine
The caught by moral fear
Nuns pray naked and
gods pain on the cross