Luyện nghe bài hát Mannequin of All That I Embrace

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

a tapestry telling a story of woe
A sacramental disgrace, a of disorder,
high by a hero of injustice,
A dark order of annihilation, by fear,
And knights of the darkness for us,
To protect us from the inevitable of night,
And thoughts of sin through my mind,
of horror break the silence of the vile excuse,

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

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