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

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