Luyện nghe bài hát Cast To The Pyre

(Nothing seems to make sense, I'm tired of it all, stopped searching
for meanings... are none. Time heals nothing, all it does is make you
more bitter, more twisted yet sucks the out of you... leaving you too
apathetic to seek revenge. Revenge on a society has lied to you since
the day you were born. humanity would fill it's days with so much
fucking misery to to itself that it must be worth something. To
who?... to who are you worth something? Who would ever fucking you...
who miss you when you are dead? I will tell you... no one...)

time to cast out of net
To call in all the old
To stumble over all the words
And all the wounds
To steal every
darkened romance
And cast it to the

To the words, feign the phrases
To finish those unwritten pages
If I even the chapter on you
I'm sorry, I never knew else to do
last call and the hour is late
Time for the last in the coffin
Then me to the fire...

[People, places, in time, seizing the moment even though the slow burning pain may consume you...]