Luyện nghe bài hát Figurative Theatre

In the shallow
Of a thousand
In the graves
Of future
The fleshless guests off
Children of the
Their aging cast the
Shadow of

Their razor tongues
to relax
As they slip the of your
Eyelids
spectators
Get the act

With and candles
Silver knives and
Persona women dance with
on a side road
Your perspectives are
Turning to
Cabaret slide starts
Shooting loads
Act one is the end, the
Now

Their razor sharp
to relax
As slip the skin of your
back
Invasive
Get the act

Breath ballet prancers on
backbone
A child's muddled cry turns

Ungracious freeloaders their
on a doorstep
Flowers of bloom in prosperity
Luxuries of past are
of our days
Luxuries of past
of our days