Luyện nghe bài hát Present From The Poison-Hearted

Reigning at the feast of
Heightened were endeavored to bow
my coronation and vocal aspirations
To rule this fool creation neath me now

I knew eyes of a distant Christ
Were scarred afar under starry luster
Sighting my recitals on the rites of
Perverting virtue, grace

Behind the mask of pride
Saving face finding thorns to pierce His
Desire, the fire, hell throughout my soul
And higher the wire, the I sought control

Straining from the leash in
to the wind to breathe with ravenous lungs
The scent of fornication
A writhe of many vipers tongues

I whispered schemes to dreamers then to an Eden
That screamed of me supreme
As my bloomed so too the moon
Through Adam to Seth, Enos,

Mahalaleel and blew
Perverting virtue, grace
Behind the slippery of lies
Saving face waves to drown their faith

Messiahs, pariahs, eons the two
Thus, their sprites the more cursed grew their roots
And I swept cruel seas
On the galley of the of death

A fist in the cunt of the horizon
A kiss for the sun risen red dined on
The coast of Menses, discharged from celestial
A degree murder of ravens
Followed in fugue through the of doom

The of Mendes, I set regime
In the galley of the of death
in raiments as pure as coal
Taking their payments in tortured souls

A bold direction, the abyss
But on cold reflection, one they to nonetheless
As preyed the paths of the righteous
the myth of thistled orchard floors

Bearing gifts of for
The apples of the Lord were to the core
Temptation, my
Attila, Herod, Pharisees and all begged of me for more

Down dark of history, I waged a war with a Heaven
I not see beyond My wildest fantasies
Throwing sixes over deadly sin, I traded those who to win
Skin for precious skin and that wormed within

Staining the reams of
Etching in accursed verse
The rags of resurrection
From papal parapets were to dirt

Desire, the flyers spread Hell their souls
And higher the fire, the I held control