Luyện nghe bài hát Deference, Diminuend

Hellfire burns. This I can well feel. long,
all sense be lost to distances afar.
I been a witness to the
collapse of all respect. Without the wit or
the humour of all torment lies entirely, without exception, in the
pitiful sarcastic voids it itself within.
Laughter. And it has been mine in
these that I am held captive
to. is the correct attribute to describe my realities.
Sadness can, at its state, lead to what I am at the
shades of lights. Immolation.
MassacrI could come out of this irrelevancy. Nonsense, so much but never,
and never! Never it is that to me.
Let me fall. Regrettably my obituaries can reach the starlit s, where-ever
they may lurk at whichever and space.
I cannot but vomiting - sensing the fierce reek of the lack of wisdom
you exhibit. down,
light the candles and taking leave.