Luyện nghe bài hát The Scope of Obsession

This is the chorus of the lost undead, an anthem to the hated i have bred.

Eternal damnation, I feel the is yet to come.
Breathe new life this hollow cage.
A heart that's undone.
The of a fallen legion,
A winterscape painted red blood.
Watch as it spills from my to this page.
The lines of truth blurred into of gray.

Her lips so soft, oh mistress of hell she me.
You hear me scream these words but do you know they really mean?
You see the pain inside me but do you know what really seen?

As rot and my flesh becomes ashes,
the flames from a burning body, or the waves of an endless sea.
I'm gasping for breath all i really is death.

Turn your on the world and say goodbye to all of this.
Turn your on the world and no one will ever notice.
These are just scattered ashes, this is my name in past tense.
Turn your back on the world and no one will notice.

I can hear twilight's swan song play, I can sorrow's arms holding me in my grave.
I can hear twilight's swan song play, I can feel sorrow's arms me in my grave.
These songs belongs to the hearts of the dead, her left to rot inside my head.

Here I at the edge of winter where frozen still life begins to thaw.
Death extols my behind my thoughts.

alive for all too see.
A without a name is where you'll find me.
My fall heaven.
The of obsession.