Luyện nghe bài hát Truth & Agony

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

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

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 advance of strangers

And I heard you laugh
A throat of glass
Leather stitched to skin
A of death and suppuration

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

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

of these soul killers
The of scars
Carved an ornate on my heart

The scent of vanilla
With the stench of
tense of present lay things
On those stained red lips

I and you came
From the guts of hell
With Christmas hiss of chains

the endless centuries
Your bed of lust
A shrine for us to
And in blood and rust

Be my truth and
An architect for my total
My erector, my
My flesh caressed by best corruption

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

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

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

Skinnatra, take me to the
me through to paradise
Endorphins breaking

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