Luyện nghe bài hát Morphia

air of silence,
Breathes through the mist.
winds,
Ease these wounds.

As stale disappear,
Morpheus pathways.
I am in but dreaming.

This annuls,
As time drew slowly upon this of life.

sighs of condolence never did urge with zest,
The fire within made to rest.

Swallow me sin,
This blood flows free my veins.
Procure my will through rite.

Delving realms,
As invites me to stay,
Engulfed flesh.

gaze at the puppets,
Acting out play.
Their wooden frames,
and splintered by their masters.

Crawling beneath their eye.

whom follow, reflect,
And do not become.

Not to be...Not to be...

Their waste my time here,
With fragrantless tones.
A to distract those whom wouldst live.

To create,
Not to serve.

I walk amongst the of the dead,
Thoughts bleeding the ether.

endless night.