Luyện nghe bài hát Wither The Hour

[Lyrics: Albert Bell / Music:

This withering pain
my silence
A re-visited
my resilience

Maelstroms of
in hate
Tribal
Carving your fate (carve fate)

....Wither the

attrition
A path the sublime
Caress slumber
Savour the taste of the pilgrim's

Masque
Twilight of the virginal
enthroned
Anonymity, forlorn
(Blood enthroned)

A to impure
Slowly murdering my sanctum
so obscure
Brandishing the end of my

The wounds of my
A testimony to a lusting
I alone in the cusp of the untamed primal hunter
of impulse
Re-birth of a deafening
This art of
Reprisal for aeons of subtlety
aeons of subtlety

A to impure
Slowly murdering my inner
Dreams so
the end of my Elysium