Luyện nghe bài hát Putrid Cross Of Insignificance

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

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

Blood stained clay, forth from our sacred
Someone will a new way
And will the door 'twixt us and common core
Angel, did you really want this
lips of indecency (Scarlet lips of perversity)
In search for a splintered (Matching each face disguised)
Sharpened words of
need (all) my love (They'll need my hatred)

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

Decrepitude, pierce my tongue with womanliness
Suck the honey of my and tear faith apart
Scratching suicidal love on life's putrid
I am mortal son, so I am sin!!!

Oh ye, in hell we are, humiliated and
How only I have reached so far, my
And you, across that sky
for me to die
For everything must die, and everything am I