Luyện nghe bài hát Cast To The Pyre

(Nothing seems to sense, I'm tired of it all, I've 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 revenge. Revenge on a society that has lied to you since
the day you were born. Only humanity fill it's days with so much
fucking misery to prove to that it must be worth something. To
who?... to who are you something? Who would ever fucking miss you...
who will miss you when you are dead? I will you... no one...)

It's to cast out of net
To in all the old debts
To stumble over all the words
And heal all the
To steal every
Every darkened
And it to the pyre

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

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