Luyện nghe bài hát Confessional

Intrinsic rot, traces of
Your past rise haunting you again
Tonguing the glue stamp seal of fold
Cased in forests of steel rod

Vines of nerve float
Sections of
is something you must never do again
Falling spiral

You not what you are looking for
But it find you anyway
confessed this disease to you
Handed you a key to

Fuel for your intent
Punish me for my
Dissect my faith, my trust
Never, no more, I'm