Luyện nghe bài hát Cataract

Death is callous, strange and
A pious, indignant, glutton
Whose hands are soft, warm,
Whose desperate advances seem fighting
Whose tooth should rip through flesh
Which marinates in breath
How quick one turns to a violent
When cowardice remains courage left
No guiding light to the way
Just rot declining to

The hangman hangs its head
To find its victim not quite
But rising now beneath the gallows
A driving force cuts through the

Strike from the heart, cut to the
With no remorse politic
With crippling to the body and head
Drip by drip until it's finally out

One defines a lifetime
No one recalls the crawl or the
Or the legs that take the first two steps
Or the the lungs decide to take breath

The darkness comes to
Underneath its beat the blood red eyes
Whose haunting leaves one paralyzed

This is the nightmare which one never awakes
Laughing at the feeble whose whole shakes
Who upon the weakness and the past mistakes
Whose hands grip the heart and cause the
So strike the heart, cut to core
Leave the sinew washed up on the shore
Sever the head of the with the crown
back down
(Back down)
Never back

And as the breaks through the darkest night
It the victor dressed in white
now from beneath the gallows
A force cuts through the shadows