Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God for The Suffering

I, I still recall the full moon of May
whose rays we lay together
And bright nights on glassy waves
When we would glide lightly
From the grain for wicked of pleasure

Those visions like ghosts to lifes parade
Though incisions once her so vivid
A scarlet whore with heels in the door
Of a heaven severed from me,

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

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

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

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

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

And in frozen moments won from grief
That to wreathe the sun in drapes
Inwove death's head wing
I God for the suffering

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

I, I still recall, the full moon of May
Consigned to flames secret letters
Amidst the of parapets where angels sigh, lonely she sits
a slip from whence I beg her

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

Love have conquered all, were we not parted?
Her splintered loss rage
The winter dwindles across my stage
Lit up once more to score, finale

Love would conquered all
Love would have
Hate, hate,

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