Luyện nghe bài hát Worthy Of You

A Haunting thought of my
Tortures me once
of love and pain
To the reality.

Was our passion running though
Such condemn of my
weeping and praying for his happiness
Taste its shades dead.

be afraid, virgin.
A of God
For Thee my
A love that will never become

in my mind
Left its in my thoughts.
Emotions of a young
stole it and ruined his existence.

My beloved is me
My harmed
Deeds of a God
Oh, be afraid of me, my love!

My
Whos person?
Forsaken out of my
is rising.
I am
Of not to be of you.

The pain of the
During the of sanity
And my lust who I
of scorn were forlorn.

Deny my grace
My mind blows the
It the demons
Make crumble.

My
that person?
Forsaken out of my
Love is
I am
Of not to be of you.