Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection - Sixth Communion

The ceremony my head in trance
I dust from my teeth
Fleeing hands and spiders for salvation
wash the clawed feet of a priest

Ritual rectified doubt
I'm holding with arms wide
Sleeping endless on a bed of nails
Wake me up with kiss

I'm waiting for
I'm waiting for
I'm for confrontation
Waiting for a place to lay my down

The proud encasing of soul
Buried deep the shroud
Flourished with the venom of the son
I my eyes, retreat

The prayer lay down
On the edge of my
death in leper's guise
Through crimson eyes of the one
All will to see

Invocations are
To the bloody red
The circle is by the sleeve
A of one

Resurrection, past
Revelation, discretion
Confession,
resurrection