Luyện nghe bài hát Inward Bound

Dread swims through the
Floating back into the
On the drift, wailing
A choir praising

It inside the tomb
Coiled around a broken
Infants inside the womb
Retracting to their rooms

The of old words
The heart recoils and
Infected spoils the well
A through to hell

Inside my cellar
I do not shine
The blue light's
But it's a void
Beneath my tongue, raw
I swim the lies and moan
The blue smooth
But it shine right

The stained sculpture
The holy infant the sun
A dead flower
out for the end

Inside my cellar
I dot not right
The light's smooth
But it's a dense
Beneath my tongue, raw
The crude of the soul
Underneath my
My hermetic fowl land