Luyện nghe bài hát My Untold Apocalypse

Out of the past, fall the
That come before me
Following your
They're just slaves, in need of

No ending in
The of another lover
the thirst
Until you find another

and exiled
The silence as you
Headfirst into wasteland
This coffin, so warm and

Boxed up and nailed
You suffocate on words
down and choked up
Your mind so and so broken

Demand your and
(I'll)
Fucking it back

stretched, your clutching
Handfuls of air as you go falling
To abyss
You'll never drag me there with you

Foucault is
This tragedy that you
So young, yet
beauty burned, your body wasted

Hours too
As the sands away upon us
Guts, half
the floor of my life

No project of
All bonds cut and
your disease
Like the other