Luyện nghe bài hát Abyss

Never you find the reasons
is just a broken stone
Like your love it changes with the
And in the dark I read the lines upon hand

Junkies, and preachers
All addicted to your
Caged by ribs the believer
With less than fingers on one hand

silence speaks free
When no home
When cold and
bruised and torn

Look into abyss
tastes like this
So look

what you see match what you wanted?
No lens, no violins
Like the eyes of a dead man, dead man, dead man, dead man
The mirror stares

When silence free
no one's home
When and lucid
bruised and torn

Look into your
tastes like this
So into

I've got a littlevbit of in my head
I've got a of riddle in my head
I've got a littlevbit of riddle in my
I've got a

got a littlevbit of riddle in my head
I've got a of riddle in my head
got a littlevbit of riddle in my head
What's the little riddle in head?

silence speaks free
When no one's
cold and lucid
When and torn

When silence free
no one's home
When and lucid
When and torn

When silence free
When no home

Look into my
Nothing like this
Look your abyss
Look