Luyện nghe bài hát Art of jail

Eternal silence him
No light in his eyes, sin
Rejected,
He's

The sun is just a for him
The hour comes
To hunt, to poach and to
He will

Hate is in his eyes
Holy and exalted in his own
Prison is just his secret
Locked by those who in delusion

is pure in his eyes
Holy and in his own mind
Prison is his secret illusion
Locked by those who fell in

on this bright day
Raised by all the gentry
Tomorrow blindly he will
He's

Hate is pure in his
and exalted in his own mind
Prison is just his illusion
by those who fell in delusion

Hate is in his eyes
Holy and exalted in his own
is just his secret illusion
Locked by who fell in delusion

Spirit of the beast set
Smell of rapidly
With victims his soul completes
He punish

Hate is in his eyes
and exalted in his own mind
Prison is just his secret
Locked by those who fell in

Hate is pure in his
Holy and exalted in his own
Prison is his secret illusion
Locked by those who fell delusion