Luyện nghe bài hát Septic Testament

I've seen the masquerade
I've heard the thin vows
I've you snap like a filament
In the of true resolve
These spells of conviction
forever seem to seep
From the weeping eyes and the tainted
Of liars & lifelong thieves

Lapse monologue
In the presence of setting son
With shoulders growing cold
There's no left to fall from
So
another comatose shade
plastered to another
Of human waste

into monologue
In the presence of setting son
With wingless shoulders growing
no grace left to fall from

me
Coursing through my
I can you
Like razors in my
me
Coursing through my
I can it still, In my own voice
You- My cursed

Here, I away
Spawn of septic testament
Un-sired, spawn of septic testament

In the sanctum of
Like father, son
Now
Revel in these cures
shatter to your knees
Groveling at narcotic
wretched worms always feast

me
Coursing through my
I can you
razors in my veins
me
Coursing my flesh
I can hear it still, In my own
You- my architect