Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Inch Cut

As the life goes on as usual, a feet wall restrains
7 cut, not the first and certainly not the last
A killer full of
Tormenting its victim for hours till it has its last breath
For a reason forgotten

Screaming for an answer, nothing is real I am lost in this
for truth, screaming but no one will hear my silent scream

I found my self again, after all these
I go from clarity,
In my I grow, I am finally touching the ground
Found the missing part that a man whole

My is vital for our survival

The pain from the piercing of skin, makes me much and stronger
Sweet pain, artifacts (sweet artifacts), and as the skin breaks

A death mask, taking shape, small mistakes him more visible
A death mask, taking shape, mistakes makes him more visible

for the answer, but still I'm searching for the truth
My pain is for our survival
My pain is for our survival

I my self again, after all these years
I go from clarity,

In my sleep I grow, I am finally touching the
Found the missing part makes a man whole