Luyện nghe bài hát Putrid Cross Of Insignificance

Putrid cross of ignorance, of reverence, whip of innocence
listening to your mourning, watching you falling
Deeper, farer, your calling
an eerie tone, that only you alone
As a have known
Guess, tried everything
To be as me, to winback the soul I've kindly
Treating like my son
God's angel, I am gone
and you what the hell have you
Abandoned son, my fairly angel, come on
And tell your father, will we become!!??

Angels, we dwell in hell, humiliating and sad as
The succumbed, some tell
And there I stone-still, hence
In my own and muse upon consequence!

Blood stained clay, forth our sacred dissaray
will walk a new way
And will the door 'twixt us and common core
Angel, did you want this war???
lips of indecency (Scarlet lips of perversity)
In search for a tongue (Matching each face disguised)
words of intimacy
They'll need (all) my (They'll need my hatred)

Sapience, my flesh with your thorns of irony
Angel falls and twists her wings and her gleaming
will rot like foul flesh, worms will dance
to a macabre romance... the of sweetness in my eyes

Decrepitude, pierce my tongue your womanliness
Suck the honey of my breath and faith apart
Scratching suicidal love on putrid skin
I am your son, so I am sin!!!

Oh ye, in hell we are, and bizarre
How only I have so far, my star
And you, across melting sky
for me to die
For everything die, and within everything am I