Luyện nghe bài hát Combustion

No more ifs, no bias, no
No whether this is it
Clarity, so brightly
The so painfully absolute

No blurred on this awareness
No unknown weight to tip the knowledge
Eyes dilated to it all
As every of what we are fails

An unquestionable picture, determined,
Its crystalline lines untouched by
So vivid, so deprived of
in its evil splendor

The hatred of man
A degrees on display
Human voracity
The demons in us all by fumes

Stare, see, in, grasp
Comprehend,
Behold your

The framing gold lies
The canvas hurting souls and weaved
The artist, the dream
Incinerated, devoured,