Luyện nghe bài hát Apnea

You will yourself,
in the temple of ignorance.
Concerned about what never been,
I'm the of unconsciousness.

A disaster,
Came to from a figured life.
And me that redemption was,
in the palm of my hand.

So you pushed me to the of slavery,
agony became my own worst enemy.
for air.

And feel the oxygen crawling around my lungs,
Cry out one more time, and I'll take is mine.

We are afraid of
and I can only see overexposed films of consciousness

(I cannot something, that is not even there)

A room, a senseless massacre.
Sweet, enough to believe that being is the safe way,
To keep my alive.

These roots are not enough,
I owe you nothing.
You won't comfort here.
I owe you nothing.
everything.
I owe you nothing.
Because nothing, has never meant.
fade away.
So to me.