Luyện nghe bài hát Sanctuary (Spent Sperm Mix)

Doubting,
Not to look at the if the man who is dying
To look for the of the man who is lying
The ambler is low and loaded
His rusty steed turns to burn into my
I the cries
My body lies in
The long way home I cannot
He knows the pain its special
I know it's look I know your

White silver draws black
Bright whites the kind
Two wrongs make a right
Two blacks make a white
Devotion isn't it seems
The broker of my broken
Hell is all I can see
My cell is my

There's a black space where my should be
A gaping where my heart could be
I so low I feel like Christ
I see my head is white
The knuckles twisted raw and I'm so
And there's no
You together on the small
Hell shows it every night

White silver black lines
Bright whites the killing
Two don't make a right
Two don't make a white
Devotion isn't it seems
The broker of my dreams
is all what I can see
My is my sanctuary