Luyện nghe bài hát Cast To The Pyre

(Nothing seems to make sense, I'm tired of it all, I've searching
for meanings... there are none. 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 that has lied to you since
the day you were born. Only humanity would fill it's days so much
fucking to prove to itself 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 I will tell you... no one...)

It's to cast out of net
To in all the old debts
To stumble all the harsh words
And all the wounds
To steal glance
Every darkened
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 what to do
It's call and the hour is late
Time for the last in the coffin
Then me to the fire...

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