Luyện nghe bài hát Master Of Disguise

("No! this face is only a mask, a ornament,
by an exquisite grimace,
Look and see, contorted,
The head, and the sincere face
Turned back under the of the face which lies"
Baudelaire)

He is profanity in guise
An alias assumed I do
In their eyes, his -
when enticing and in impact
is still a criminal and act

So for him vainly,
He, the of magickal nature
He turns even to the experienced eye

You pursue him
to see, that was why he came to be
one who annihilates with such

He appears friend, but
the hides many Satans
He's contemptuous, you
of your Godgiven
He calls you in question
affected and create
of you an object of

You think him to be
company does exclude
But in the of all frenzy
He is - feasting in a mood

Passion is a lord
He is also its humble
When of common ways,
He strides you on water
He clowns of kings,
charm the guests, rides the
Is the master of

of the thousandfold face
the charming jester's
which reason to demise
and rise
yes, venting his spleen
Somewhere night and day
Is the master of