Luyện nghe bài hát Lamented Despondency

I back at nothing,
Questioning my for pain.

The torment, the that flowed.
Living my every day.
Seeing my death and fantasising regret from those I cared for.

The foolish dreams of my young mind.
Now of hope.
Aged so before it's time.

And no one see or hear me,
Confusion was my friend.

In the I grew,
Twisted and from the intense cold that poured over me,
I and found,
In the so long that now I may see,
humanities' ignorance, lies and stupidity.
But the pain still breathes of me.

Pain. Pain. of me:

[Music - Bryan. 1993]
- Greg. 1992/93]