Luyện nghe bài hát Isolation

A blinding white light, a cold white sun in the night
But nothing at all that's divine about the discharge of rounds
And as you crawl the maelstrom of war
Whatever endure, you'll endure alone
Falling into the abyss, with survival rate more hit than miss
through the swamps, assessing every sound
Judging the of the demons, airborne and on ground
But one must believe, one surely conceive
Whatever you'll endure, you'll alone
Because in the end, no-one but you
Your comrades in have no power to do
A for your plight, or a thing for your life
On your trip to hell, be all alone, this is the essence of total isolation
Making resolves on your final breath, suddenly faced your last conquest
Will yourself to live you give it best, now cradled in the arms of death
Falling deep into the abyss, rounds graze, while others pierce
Falling deep the abyss, with a survival rate more hit than miss