Luyện nghe bài hát Kings of the Carnival Creation

Incarnated marvels
Effects such a disconsolate kind
Impotence of the once so perfect
Erase and

Stand rigid for the battle
Peace means reloading your
The for life is all hatred in disguise
A carnival creation with masks

In search for the to the gateways of sin
Through mires of misanthropy with in mind
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent
Confidently dawned, to the best of enemies

An abyss womb wide open, exposed to retaliate

With the stigma feasting upon your flesh I you well
Thorns from the fountains of licking lepered skin
Worshiped by anyone's mass on our Hell
What on possessed you?
Consuming illusions made hysteria and swallowed tongues

Devoured by doubt, arts of misconception
Testimonial declaring numbness of all perceptions

into the blackness hidden beneath your surface
And enjoy the suffering, sanity in disrespect
With such bedeviled in good, subsequently trusting evil
Next step for mankind be the last seasons in sin

With the stigma feasting upon flesh as I wish you well
Thorns from the fountains of fate lepered skin
by anyone's mass on our planet Hell
What on earth you?
Consuming illusions made from and swallowed tongues

Left are the kings of the creation
Carrying out the of the fallen

Sense the withering eternity as it away
The graceless voyage of all times
Only death will be guarding angels, silently
Cripples joining arms in
Institutionalized for the rebirth, the will be hunted