Luyện nghe bài hát Maquerade In Claustrophobia

the pounding walls of
beating, pulsing in my
and descending
like panic

my entire being
engulfed,
in a never maze
of and sight

enhale the vacuum
the nothingness of the
inhaling the that forever flows
pulsing, beating, rushing my heart

no escape, petrified,
pulses of blood harder within
the black outer skin of a charade
masquerade in cell
the of the mind, a blackened shell