Luyện nghe bài hát Mannequin of All That I Embrace

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

From a tapestry a story of woe
A disgrace, a talisman 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,
of horror break the silence of the vile excuse,

That clouds the minds of all wise and powerful,
Until they are little more then the 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 falsehood by an Angel,
Who a halo long gone rusty,
And a tyrannical commanding voice.
Whilst a purge of all blame,
falls upon the shoulder of the innocent,
And suffer at the hands of predominance
A excuse for a devil to live,