Luyện nghe bài hát Truth & Agony

Mother's milk has
My life's a door
And it runs
A of vagrant gore

My wounds are open
gifts for my encore
Bouquets of praise for bleeding,
On the floor

I summoned and you
To the peel of bells
To the whisper of my name

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

And I heard you laugh
A throat of broken
Leather to weeping skin
A of death and suppuration

Be my truth and
An architect for my destruction
My erector, my
My flesh be wet for your best seduction

Be my and agony
Inventive and
Loves is in, its plain to see
The fluids exchanged

Part of these soul
The of scars
Carved an invitation on my heart

The scent of vanilla
With the stench of
Past tense of lay things
On stained red lips ajar

I summoned and you
From the churning guts of
With your Christmas of chains

Down the centuries
Your torture bed of
A shrine for us to
And sign in and rust

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

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

I suffered and you
To the of bones
pinnacles for my pain

Raped and racked and
I raised from again
Autopsy-turvy, elated
In arms that sacked my veins

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

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