Luyện nghe bài hát Architect of Pain

Let me you a portrait of a man
whose name would define in times to come all things profane
Born privilege child of aristocracy,
so tender the mind, yet so unclean
His was a heart of darkness that beat within his
Bringing life into the crimes manifest
Imp of the perverse on a bloody path he
Scribe of the unthinkable the marquis de
Outraging the laws of and narcissism
That to fight the but in vain
Nature inspires our bizarre
She paints them as they are
From the darkest corners of the as real
as the sun shall rise, just the same

He his written word with threads of flesh throughout
He promised things so they'll turn you inside out
When terror's has set your soul is set aflame
the architect of pain
Unearthing too savage to reveal
Twisting your world with centuries concealed
Was he philosopher or was he insane?
Behold the architect of

Each tale black as dressed in the colors of hell
dreams will fill with the sounding of the knell
Feel the shadow of the hungry guillotine
And you'll be by the blade's fatal gleam
the laws of both nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf or her
Or so he with all his hate and narcissism
That to the inclination's but in vain
Nature inspires our tastes
She paints only as they are
From the corners of the mind as real
as the morning sun rise, just the same

Nature bind you, you only need to serve unto her
Harming without stint or cease at the expense of may be
Their becomes your paradise, your