Luyện nghe bài hát Rapture

In the life of the wrong a love on,
lingered on to frustration.
And if our love is so wrong, what we do alone?
Or am I just a in a photograph?
Why are we stuck in this pantomime fearing a god who
One who would not lovers?
And I care what they say, if what you need is your faith,
Then take a at my face and know

That till your falls to pieces
your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the to breathe,
Simple things suffering
had gone this way
Life is gone way

Still in the life of the wrong we all along
Another life to gestation
And so she made her way with the we made
But she was still a from a photograph

So she in the baby's room
Knowing what she should do me in
horror
She put her hands on its and gave it
One last
And sang some that went

Until rapture falls to pieces
Till rapture falls to pieces
in me, the room to breathe,
Simple like suffering

And I would and I would your god
Yes I would if I could your god
Because you're born
Until you're again,

Until your rapture to pieces
Till your rapture falls to
in me the room to breathe,
Sinful things are
Till your rapture falls to
Till your falls to pieces

But, this must be, then with me

Just leave

So find in me to breathe
things like suffering
Till your rapture to pieces

She swore she the voice of Jesus
her it was wrong to keep it
And one more thing, it looked me
Back it breathed
in peace
Until the comes to meet us