Luyện nghe bài hát Hybrid Stigmata - The Apostasy

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The apparition of two faces in invisible but yet so clear
Reflections seen by a fugitive trying to the looking glass
Blood from open wounds of false flesh
The one in the front of the exceeds the image
to leave further but chained still

To crumble into such
A despairing fate for lies
To pretend is the lunatics
Privileged to bolt the nails of

Born lifeless a world of coma
As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise
Missing insinuations of what life was to be

Angels and demons, a march man's hosts

The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in
The slits the veins in search for the crown
Profound impatience makes the blind in stupidity
The paradox of the daily prayer, is confiteor
Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany
How intelligible, blessed be the

Angels and demons, a march man's hosts

Holding the high, unrestrained
Slowly abandoning the in contempt
Still in to please the ways of living
Witnessing the details of defilement,

Make sure to be pleased the ways of your death
For in days of and when the twilight torn is ticking
Elysium is halfway and as an to the plea
You're destined to fragments of hell in return

The charlatans and walk the line in prejudice
The slits the veins in search for the crown
Profound impatience makes the struggle in stupidity
The paradox of the prayer, diffidence is confiteor

Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering

Leave unnoticed with the conscience
the strength of the spiritual eye
Spirits of the token and free
Recover from the philanthropic macabre
The pale dove grins, black at ready to flee
to some, angel to others