Luyện nghe bài hát Fiction Kingdom

Dig a shallow grave
Your is not the legacy of honor
You would dig six for

is the way you came
And broken is the way that you leave
everything is paid for

Make another hollow
A fable of regurgitated
We could wide open

in every possible way
Your God is the powerless creation
You lose your hope in

Now you bleed for the of Hate
That you stole the pages of truth
And the product from its own account
To birth a gospel of inferior

reign is all in dream
Your truth is end

Dead is the way you stake your on
The belief
a waste to sell your spirit for

Dead is the way you stake life on
The belief
What a waste to sell spirit for

Lay the bed you made
Your is not the legacy of truth
you would bet your life on

Stand to a mirrored blade
And tremble in the wake of conviction
As you put life on

Now you bleed for the of Hate
That you stole the pages of truth
And separate the product its own account
To a gospel of inferior view

reign is all in dream
Your truth is end

is the way you stake your life on
The oblivious
What a to sell your spirit for

Dead is the way you your life on
The oblivious
What a waste to sell spirit for

This war is a page
But we know how it
a step to the throne, conviction
Choking back your

Cry the death of fiction
Your truth is end

is the way you stake your life on
The belief
What a waste to your spirit for

Dead is the way you your life on
The belief
What a waste to your spirit for