Luyện nghe bài hát Names

To stars and we carry
To superhumans names in
Into the of seas of grand desires
To the thought pure, nothingness
solitude without numbers and names
Where a curse no longer are
The one- the true number of man
The sick stench of crowded
With their closed
That are into others for gods
millions keeping guard
Of their own truths you cannot see
A many-headed worm of uncounted
Is eating its tail in self-hatred
Blinded millions on the to death
The of self-destruction always defeats
Raise your you can't
You won't- it's easier to follow the
You suck on an bag of words
You fulfill in a cage
Of your own
Carry me, my wings of
Above the fear of all other
I want to see my very own