Luyện nghe bài hát Painting My Horror

It was a night, I couldn't see;
And senses were in ESP

When in awake,
I'd paint.
Subconscious, the I saw

The portal to eye, open!
- I
Who it was that the strings

Of those things I saw in dreadful
Of stark went merry round with my head

I passed out, embraced their
Savoured the of revolt -
Sheer elegy of

I have not been the since,
I on the profession of a devil
The world I see in a grotesque

perform with the gestures of a clown

Pure I live in
Mephisto I am hidden in gown
From the code of common sense I'm
To bad you are not to partake my strange horror

'Cause here is where our ways will
I will not exchange power,
of my suffering,
I do not envy the pure
of the man in his bliss world
I would not be devoid the of guile