Luyện nghe bài hát Unorthodox Manifesto

The memories far the reckoning
Have to lurk in the distance
Like visual dearly known
The grace of devils

As they with me like a medium
When I and require a burn-out
in expanded malicious force
Drained for murderous

where you stand
In the magnitude of this
Looking at the of fire and flames
Enduring on the throne of the heart

The memories far beyond the
Have begun to lurk in the
Like visual objects known
The of devils hands

As they walk me like a medium
When I choose and a burn-out
in expanded malicious force
Drained for weapons

where you stand
In the of this thought
Looking at the of fire and flames
Enduring on the throne of the black

A of evil I am
And therefore a carrier of light
As I use this focus through the
And face the sunshine in the end

do not exist
When you are of the crowd
With the art of
I at the throne of my soul

The of this darkness unwinds
Travelling the other
A hidden
But to the strong and wise

By understanding this
I in a twice-coloured cloud
With feet connected in the ground
And I get peace of mind

A bringer of I am
And also a carrier of
As I use focus through the dark
And the sunshine in the dead end