Luyện nghe bài hát Mannequin of All That I Embrace

A dark veil of respite covers face;
Tears through your hands of evil,
enclose across your celestial eyes,
The of blinding light,
by perplex outcasts of witchcraft.
A condition of day into night,
of a dubious kind,
Deception the decay,

From a telling a story of woe
A sacramental disgrace, a of disorder,
Held by a hero of injustice,
A dark order of annihilation, by fear,
And of the darkness suffer for us,
To protect us the inevitable doom of night,
And thoughts of sin through my mind,
Screams of horror break the of the vile excuse,

That clouds the minds of all wise and powerful,
Until they are more then the pitiful harlequin of cowardice
Hide in the shadows you are protected by the light,
sunrise brings more false hope,
And is believed and beloved by all equivocation,

And falsehood by an Angel,
Who brandishes a halo gone rusty,
And a tyrannical commanding voice.
Whilst a purge of all blame,
That falls upon the of the innocent,
And suffer at the of unjust predominance
A divine excuse for a to live,