Luyện nghe bài hát The Rubble of Glory

handing out handjobs and
to the
traces of incest that appease the
hints of
linger in the
that emits from the of glory
a murder is whispered
just as silence has once our streets
children weep
awaiting the
i shared a vision with a holy man
we danced in of God
sharing
we watched the last
fizzle out to
i await the last drop of
but my cries cannot be
the famine and the filth and the wreckage
as the world as we knew it collides
with the of God and demon
and love
death and
sounds of thousands marching to the
of vomit and emaciated lives combine
causing my to flare
and my heart to
is there no escape from this wretched
is there no escape from this wretched
is there no from this wretched place?