Luyện nghe bài hát Mannequin of All That I Embrace

A veil of respite covers your face;
Tears seep through your of evil,
Shadows across your celestial eyes,
The of blinding light,
Cast by perplex 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,
Held high by a of injustice,
A order of annihilation, dwarfed by fear,
And knights of the suffer for us,
To protect us from the doom of night,
And of sin creep through my mind,
Screams of 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 shadows until you are by the light,
With brings 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 purge of all blame,
That falls upon the of the innocent,
And suffer at the hands of predominance
A divine excuse for a to live,