Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Inch Cut

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

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

I found my self again, after all years
I go clarity, clarity
In my sleep I grow, I am finally touching the
Found the missing part that makes a man

My is vital for our survival

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

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

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

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

In my sleep I grow, I am finally the ground
Found the missing that makes a man whole