🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Beloved - Virgin Black

 How many  will I look at you?
 Allured by  scent of your death
 And the savage priests, to a suffering 
 Exult in  strangled song
 
 I  soothed from anger into sorrow
 As they knot their wreaths about  limbs
  me understand the stench in my mind
 Why do they impair our 
 
  anyone taste my blood?
 I  clung, quivering, with bruised flesh
 Christendom rise a dress 
 What delicious tears you've made  shed
 
 Beloved, how many times I look  you
 With suspended  and unguarded heart?
 Like a cradled child you  me
 (With  affection, to console this loss)
 
 Beloved
 Their semblance of love curses your 
 In the blindness  my distress
 In  dense black eyes
  see your silent grief