Luyện nghe bài hát Hands That Mold

hands that kill mold illusions of
their fucked up security
to give birth to technology
to quickn the of yo and me and him and her
blind. us humans think we are so
challenges
how. our sky bleeds in hands
its
build and build and some more
industry fucks nature like some kind of
quest for invention intelligence too far
sythetic environment doomed from the start
and i were all gonna die (my home)
and take everything th sky (is nothing... to you)
skies they infecting the land
oceans they vomit the sand
wind so foul, a reek
animals they in disbelief
and i guess were all die (our lives)
and take everything the sky (are nothing... just
used)
// humanicide
black trees, seeds, dirt weeds
how much longer do we

human beings should have never at all
your heart... your heart as cold as the concrete
you lay
your mind... clouded with the that you make
hide... lies... from all of us, the ones you
to die
smother our earth, our skies
quest for progess, convenient demise
man... kind... to are you kind
the peace that you is a lie, all lies
our float rejected down the stream
are nothing, not you or me