Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God for The Suffering

I, I still recall the first moon of May
Neath whose rays we lay
And bright nights on glassy waves
we would glide lightly away
From the grain for wicked flights of

Those fade like ghosts to lifes parade
incisions once made her so vivid
A scarlet whore both heels in the door
Of a heaven from me, insipid

Amidst the writhe of parapets where angels sigh, lonely she
a slip from whence I beg her

That I wish her kiss, a chrysalis
To break, to my fluttered heart amiss
And in those moments won from grief
That creeps to wreathe the sun in
Inwove death's head wing, I thank God for the suffering

Yeah, love would have all but for the rapture
That ancient for my defeat
Denied faith skies would have set her free
It again, dreams wend to capture

Once, dancing in a waltz
a shadowed dimension
Given to the rivers bedizened her eyes
The world drifted by in a momentum with no divine intervention

Regardless the author of sin was me
And I lay chaste of hate in embrace
As mortals warred with more,
They warred life itself

And in those frozen moments won from
That creeps to the sun in drapes
Inwove with death's head
I thank God for the

And I God for the suffering as still I burn for her return
I would make my peace with

I, I still recall, the first full of May
Consigned to like secret letters
Amidst the writhe of parapets where sigh, lonely she sits
Only a slip whence I beg her

That I would her kiss, a chrysalis
To break, to my fluttered heart amiss
And in frozen moments won from grief
That creeps to wreathe the sun in
with death's head wing, I thank God for the suffering

Love would have all, were we not parted?
Her splintered loss rekindles
The winter frost dwindles my stage
Lit up more to score, finale started

Love would have all
Love have conquered
Hate, hate,

From grief that creeps to the sun in drapes
Inwove with death's wing
I God for the suffering