Luyện nghe bài hát Blind

Staring in the face of
on the glass of serenity
Sleeping in the of irony...
I you.
You taste the
And remind me
Of times the "light"
Was to me

And the glow is bright...
But not light.

from the cup of tragedy
Entangled in the web of
spitting in the face of sanity...
I you.
The peace in mind
Is by design
The pride your eyes
Is

And the is getting white...

But it's not
It's the daylight breaking
In mind
As the darkness its solitary lie

not light
It's not
It's not the
blinding