Luyện nghe bài hát Suggestion Diabolique

This angel the brightest
Oh, surely fall out of the nest
of the falsification
And the of our reality

be no return
No
No
without art

Constantly thing, curious
Somber, obscure, and luminous
Vitriolic, stringent,

He
The wheels of modern
he hated so, so much
Hated with all his

The angel would never
For his eyes were open and lit
We oil where there was a fire
In this way for good we're bound to the

There'll be no
No
No
without art

The stayed standing up
All of his he flinched not
The tumbler stayed up

all the art
Surpassing
life itself