Luyện nghe bài hát Death Trip 21

The of a man who did never exist
lord of the skies died with no in his eyes
into the afterlife
died in his sleep, his incomplete
you`ve got a taste playing with the dark stuff
don`t let it get your skin
seen your eyes in the bottom of my glass
you died in sleep your face incomplete

One million away my thoughts afloat in speculation
you fill my dreams like sandman with the taste of and death
one million miles away my thoughts in speculation
you fill my like sandman
with the of hedonism and eath
your dark resolve to your face
on the eve of your and resurrection
heavy with deprivation
by and power intoxicated

The story of a man who did never
the had died
found in at a building site
found with their nails ripped out
he in his sleep his face incomplete

One million miles
my thoughts afloat in
you fill my dream like sandman with the taste of and death
one million away
my thoughts afloat in

You got a you`re playing with the dark stuff
don`t let it get under your
the overpopulated f**ked up away
i`d hate to think you were the fun
you got a taste playing with the dark stuff
don`t let it get under skin
i`ve seen your eyes in the of my glass
you died in your
face incomplete.