Luyện nghe bài hát Black Light District

Blaming infection
For the in him
Little of the non-affection
him and his kin

Old, grey, bitter, and collapsed
Like a once blooming
Withered to death

Apparently he had no
To harbour the
He'd inside.
Apparently he his reasons
the trust
That harboured

the guilt
Crying the
the pain
Leaving the emptiness

Walk, I walk
For I am blind, I am
By the pitch of dark, so is it
The narrow street, ending narrow
Clogs my

I try,
Try to walk, by the pitch
The narrow darkness, clogs the
I am
I am

Fear puts a on my steps
As I stare into the depth
The end is not near the sight that I am for
And all the light paves the way for me
Is the and will for the end to see

The bright is the end of the black light district