Luyện nghe bài hát Mannequin of All That I Embrace

A dark veil of respite covers face;
seep through your hands of evil,
Shadows enclose across your eyes,
The of blinding light,
Cast by outcasts of witchcraft.
A condition of day into night,
Devastation of a kind,
burns the decay,

From a tapestry telling a of woe
A disgrace, a talisman of disorder,
Held by a hero of injustice,
A dark of annihilation, dwarfed by fear,
And knights of the suffer for us,
To protect us from the doom of night,
And thoughts of sin creep my mind,
Screams of horror break the of the vile excuse,

clouds the minds of all deemed wise and powerful,
Until are little more then the pitiful harlequin of cowardice
Hide in the until you are protected by the light,
With sunrise more false hope,
And is believed and by all through equivocation,

And spoken by an Angel,
Who a halo long gone rusty,
And wields a commanding voice.
Whilst a of all sinister blame,
falls upon the shoulder of the innocent,
And suffer at the hands of unjust
A excuse for a devil to live,