Luyện nghe bài hát Traces Of Red

...the follow up to "Blood On My Hands" from the "Shadowfields"

covers my face before daylight
blood from the slaughter beneath my
I t take it
and the red crawls...
hot winds, dead trees
how silent the light on you
on your red
and now there is

at night under a purple
a visit from the
followed by night
in darkness the moment remains all
by icy of bittersweet death

a smile on face like the demons bride
on my hands the light I cry
sensing madness? black
and the red
there are the sweet, horrid of death
of grey, stone like silence, I
from the of the night
I stare into

Feel the hand of
Your blue eyes
I? m
Unholy
Your rose of torn apart
The purple
Your limbs are trashed by
seed arise
The flood crawling up to thee

Into the abyss of
A crying voice distant I
Your breathing chest it? s what I
The salty tears, they suck my
Now I'm
the abyss of fear

Freeze because the moon stares
a drunken whore
Your cheeks are
My will make you smile
The minotaur in me will come thee
of the night
As our bodies

A smiling face the demons bride
On my hands the light
I cry
madness? black wings
And the red crawls...
Rain my face before shelter
Blood from the rose between my hands
And your rosy skin
...and the red crawls...

(to be continued...)