Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God for The Suffering

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

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

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

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

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

Once, dancing in a spotlit
Through a dimension
Given to the rivers bedizened her eyes
The world by in a lost momentum with no divine intervention

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

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

And I thank God for the suffering as I burn for her return
I would make my with everything

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

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

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

would have conquered all
Love would conquered
Hate, hate,

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