Luyện nghe bài hát Hands Of The Puppeteers

I'm the automaton of
The one which sleeps in of us
Who's talking, feeding, who is loving for you
The one sleeps in each of us
talking, who's feeding, who is loving for you

I'm your universal angel
An image of civilized man
Is reached when you put the final
To my minute detail embellishments

I'm you as apostolic image
Lead by your hands of
Yourself directed
From controlling all my deeds and motions
I can do what you ever

I'm you as apostolic image
Lead by your hands of
directed external
From controlling all my deeds and motions
I can do what you desire

But what will you
Oh my master, my
An disguise being
Lost the humans
on my ties
In the beginning you were in sight
For the moments of ejaculation
But soon all this end in perdition

single thing annoying you
Even the most scenery

Lie in hidding, I became
You loose all madness
As marble with depth

I totaly identify to you
But now you are nothing any longer, not even

But what will you
Oh my master, my
An eternal disguise
Lost the humans
on my ties
In the beginning you were coming in
For the royal of ejaculation
But soon all this will end in

I'm you as automaton apostolic
by your hands of Puppeteers
Yourself directed
From outer all my deeds and motions
I can do you ever desire