Luyện nghe bài hát Lies Of Autumn

As the leaves fall yellowing like paper
Thoughts turn acrid and like cigarette smoke
Rising a butt ground out on my arm

Step into this and experience dissolution
Crucified on a plank of
Crucified on a plank of

Immobile for the cold
in isolation, to sleep the winter away

As the fall yellowing like aged paper
Thoughts turn acrid and like cigarette smoke
Rising from a ground out on my arm

into this decay and experience dissolution
Crucified upon a of cruelty and apathy