Luyện nghe bài hát Truth & Agony

Mother's milk has
My a bolted door
And from it
A trail of gore

My wounds are flowers
Fragrant gifts for my
Bouquets of for bleeding, towered
On the sacrificial

I summoned and you
To the of twisted bells
To the gelid whisper of my

I blanched, erotic
Had me like a star
To the dark of strangers

And then I you laugh
A of broken glass
Leather to weeping skin
A of death and suppuration

Be my truth and
An for my total destruction
My erector, my
My flesh will be wet for your best

Be my and agony
Inventive and
Loves proof is in, its to see
The fluids we've

Part of these killers
The Gestapo-hood of
Carved an invitation on my heart

The of French vanilla
the stench of abattoirs
Past tense of lay things
On those stained red lips

I and you came
From the churning of hell
With your hiss of chains

the endless centuries
Your torture bed of
A for us to redesign
And in blood and rust

Be my and agony
An architect for my destruction
My erector, my
My flesh by your best corruption

Be my and agony
Inventive and
Love's roof is in, it's to be
My are rearranged

I suffered and you
To the splintering of
Winning pinnacles for my

Raped and racked and
I raised from dregs
Autopsy-turvy, back
In brazen arms that my veins

Skinnatra, me to the stars
Thrust me through to
Endorphins fast

Creature from the black
Teacher,
Your soul has led me
To altered state of bliss