Luyện nghe bài hát Morphia

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

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

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

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

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

subliminal realms,
As invites me to stay,
within flesh.

Casting at the puppets,
Acting out play.
Their slightly frames,
Stretched and by their masters.

beneath their minds' eye.

Those follow, reflect,
And do not become.

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

Their words waste my here,
With their tones.
A veil to distract those wouldst live.

To create,
Not to serve.

I amongst the shadows of the dead,
bleeding into the ether.

Into night.