Luyện nghe bài hát Veiled Last Of Judgement

It comes to me nights
In visions
Staring at the lens the one staring at me
It can matter not to
toilers fall in the night
One less wretch to watch I am a stress to them

Even in rebellion, I am still a
They do not because they do not care
Vision is Knowledge and Knowledge is
The God-Eye all and does nothing

A rogue with unwashable hands
Destruction off the serene
Exhaustion returns with no sleep
taking hold
Never when they'll come
Or what discipline will deal
Frustration carving up my
Madness takes

Impossible to evade the
I hate this world more than
Before I fall, others must
Can the other be seen?

If it can, I must be the
To spy on the spies my own eyes
Starting to hear
Quiet commands, Unveiling, Unraveling, Plotting