🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Insurgentes - Steven Wilson

 Holy Mother  the simple one
 When you smile  me you bring me down
 You betray your 
 All  prayers too low.
 
 Now out of debt, you  in tongues,
  out of bread, your work is done,
  your dream, absolve.
 And your  dissolve.
 
 And your  absolve,
 And your path,