Luyện nghe bài hát Violet

The tragic divine
Paints the way to peace of
Leaving lovers far behind

Past uncertainties
Bringing tears to eyes
runs the course of time

Blood runs cold beyond the violet
For violent
And so the record plays
As you throw us

never enough
We're drowning in
So to love
We're twisting every they say
So we through the days

the heat of passions war
Lust is spilled upon the
red the wasted metaphor

The selfish for something more
Claws in vain at doors
Scarring faces once

circles in the violet prison
For visions
And so the broken record
As you us away

We're enough
We're drowning in
So desperate to
We're twisting every they say
So we sleep the days