Luyện nghe bài hát And The Hunt Starts Again

And as the blood down the sink you catch a glimpse
But it's surreal, not who you think, feel so detached
Just to your left, in the tub, lays your helpless victim
And as you scrub, all to plan, although something's missing
Because there was no, no relief, no release, not what you hoped it would be
Dissatisfaction's fires reign, and the starts again
all these years, the plan's evolved, to the point of perfection
So why the lack, why no resolve, why no sense of
The perfect victim, it's what you had and more than once
So what wrong, what flaws the scheme, why are the fires raging on
You know a hatred, that you've tucked away in the blackest annals of your heart
And you the compulsion, no it's more than that, like the very threat of consumption
Deny all that's rational, satisfaction, make violence and hatred the master
And each drop of blood, each vessel you drain still let you turn the key
You kill without remorse, yet the demons still come screaming
Each sacrifice is closer to your perfect ending
But in the end, all is real is the blood on your hands
you're caught or until you're dead, the hunt demands your tending