Luyện nghe bài hát ...Of Every Strain

Why I feel the life that I breathe?
Why am I so
Despair the face of every my thoughts are weak and torn

what you have sewn
The flame that burns my is blown

I wear a face that hides my pain my world of anger
How much longer can I remain, behind mask of the damned
As I walk this bacchanal of sin
It the darkness of my soul to fester within

Reap what you sewn
My faith in life is

This world prepares a feverfeast that feeds the
Governed by the wayward of forgotten worlds
My world prepares a that feeds the beast
Spoken by the souls, their forgotten words

I bide my time awaiting one final chance to on the past
Of this disease I my life

As I walk this bacchanal of sin
It the darkness of my soul to fester within

Reap what you sewn, my faith in life is gone

This world prepares a feverfeast that feeds the
by the wayward souls of forgotten worlds
My world prepares a that feeds the beast
by the wayward souls, their forgotten words.