Luyện nghe bài hát Truth & Agony

Mother's has soured
My a bolted door
And it runs
A trail of vagrant

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

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

I blanched, erotic
Had me whirling a star
To the advance of strangers

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

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

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

Part of soul killers
The Gestapo-hood of
Carved an ornate invitation on my

The scent of French
the stench of abattoirs
Past of present lay things
On those red lips ajar

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

Down the centuries
torture bed of lust
A shrine for us to
And sign in blood and

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

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

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

and racked and mutilated
I raised dregs again
Autopsy-turvy, elated
In brazen arms that my veins

Skinnatra, me to the stars
Thrust me to paradise
breaking fast

Creature the black abyss
Teacher,
Your soul has led me
To this altered of bliss