Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hate, Warm Blood

Late last night at rest with my
I'm visited by a victim of
A spectoral group, yet they're one and the
They would live
Nor would have a name
A too young to walk or to talk
Rocked to sleep with a big, rock
Becomes a tot with a glare
Sucked from by a shortage of air

A beyond time without gender
Metamorphing to
shape for one older and still
No end to how could be killed

By in the polyverse i'm all of these
Each to prey with unnerving ease
To who knows ambiguous marasmus
It asked at knowing
And unknowing the

To things far removed my experience
Or to know and thus it thanked me
For sparing it death's multiplicitous
And life's laborious tasks

January, child alas
February, still frail as glass
March through a formative you must
child, in god, distrusts
May and goes and shortlived is the hope
June is the halfway of your rope
July child end of time
August child in slow
September, starts to fail
child, the burden ails
November's child on
child is dead and gone