🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Our Wings Are Burning - Virgin Black

  fell in love, with dust in our lids
  the pain of a severed soul
 
 We lowered our  and lifted our face
 Placed our bodies in 
 Poured The Ointment  Grief
 On the lips  a mutilated man
 I carry the bones of  deformed child
 
 And my own  breath
  speak the old man's words
 In a persuasive 
 Bless the  that hides
 This  head
 
 On the crest  fire, our wings are burning
 How glorious the 
 And the ways of God, shriek  of tune
  is lost but hope
 
 On  crest of fire
 Our wings  burning
  the wind's anthem
  is lost but hope