Luyện nghe bài hát Estrangement

In the night of my sacrifice I sent my soul
Into the vast and fathomless unknown to a word
A word, indicates the beyond.
It came back later and
"I am myself and hell!"

Sculptured in time as another chapter of
Sharp are the thorns of the roses, which lay upon me
For too long I knew I had to arrive
Yet destination as linear as humanity

the feeling - touch the soul
Touch the morning dew and see the
In my eyes reflecting
The icon of a setting in a summer

So many flowers give to mystery and loneliness
Their subtile perfume and indifference
So much jewelry's in the soil, in darkness
Deepened in sleep, where nothing breeds weakness

But who dares to tread the silent
That lie beyond the of one's self?
Who dares to reach the fanthoms of one's
To the murderer of life and art?

And what is
What birth?
sells good or has no worth,
when everything you feel is

Why am I? Who's hand?
Whose decisions I comprehend...
But isn't foretold?

a tide..in the affairs of men
Which, of it's flood, leads on to fortune
But all the of their life
Is bound in and miseries...

Oh, didn't light the dark?
distress prove life,
With seasons all hallowed?

But if you to see the light...
As it truly is, clear and
You must move - into the shadows

"There's as much difference between me and
As between me and the of time
But, however, life continues it's
Like poetry rime..."

We both exist and do that we exist
and Rejoice in existence and this knowledge...