Luyện nghe bài hát Figurative Theatre (rozz)

In the shallow of a thousand eyes
In the knee deep of future survivors
The fleshless guests live off children of the
And their aging cast the shadow of death

Their razor sharp invite to relax
As they slip the skin on your eyelids
Invasive spectators get the act
With roses and candles, silver and

Persona read women dance with priests on a side
Your vision are turning to stone
A cabaret slide show starts shooting loads
Act one is the end and the now begins

Their razor tongues invite to relax
As they slip the skin on your back
Invasive spectators get the act
With and candles, silver knives and

Breath ballet prancers spin on porcelain
A child's muddled cry into hilarity
freeloaders leave their dead on a doorstep
Flowers of doom all bloom in

Their razor sharp tongues invite to
As they slip the skin on your back
Invasive get into the act
With roses and candles, knives and spoons
With silver and spoons

The luxuries of past days are the of our days
The luxuries of past days are the luxuries of our