Luyện nghe bài hát The Abyss's Mystic Haze

The ocean reaps nothingless pain,
for foreign godless pass my entity sees pray,
swirless of concealment rides the waves,
where fantasies curl in the mystic maze.

Casting the signs I may, in triangular I reign,
though my holds the path I made.
Freaking with orders being,
come through the maze.

In minds their game is played,
to see minds so soared and mamned
and left wondering in a scripture of lies,
the strides pass their paths to machines,
surping young watching minds through a of chaos

Smiles coded as if entwined through maingers away,
confession you say? say the prayers and slither
to the little whores hidden far more egnored,
so your faith lies someone elses door?

Just to ponder a while, through divined secret chime,
to see evils dogmas created for order, your evil godhead so
deicvingly forseen, that thou are of being of flowing orgasmic
dreams. Guilt the only means in twisted ordered scream.