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

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